We arrived at our Al Fresco home at Yelloh! Village Beach Club, Vias Plage in no time at all after leaving the plane. The airport was tiny, and the speed of which the suitcases left the plane and arrived on our trolley was unprecedented.
We left the plane at 4.30 and were drinking an ice cold beer on our caravan patio at 5.30.
First impressions were good, a sign for mini golf caught my son’s eye immediately as we drove into the resort. My daughters and I saw a sign for the creperie and instantly our taste buds started tingling. I’m not sure I can make a crepe paleo but I am thinking that French food doesn’t count.
The reception we received was been excellent. Two Al Fresco reps, Mandy and Andy, met us at the door of our mobile home and talked us through every aspect of the resort. The childrens’ eyes lit up as promises of disco’s, play areas, and heated pools were described. Then we heard pure whoops of delight as they were allowed to go to reception and collect armfuls of buckets and spades to play in our own private sandpit; right outside our home.
Unpacking was a frantic affair, with three kids itching to explore, we hastily threw clothes into cupboards and changed into non aeroplane clothes.
Exploring led to discoveries of tennis courts, two enormous heated pools, several enticing parks, ping pong tables and (to our parental relief) a kids club.
Less than twenty meters from our front step was the Mediterranean sea, singing its delights as we crashed onto the sand. Shoes were wrenched off, toes were dipped into the shuddering cold waters. Smiles were exchanged and happy voices were all I could hear.
I closed my eyes, refreshed by the sensation of being on holiday, nourished by the sounds of contented kids.
I think I’m going to like it here.
We were invited to review the Al Fresco experience, if you would like to look at other resorts offered please visit their website.