Eurocamp trials its first ever dining packages
Ross Matthews, Chief Marketing Officer at Eurocamp said 'We've spent more than 50 years listening to what our customers want to perfect the outdoor holidays we offer, and what we hear time and time again is that families love that a Eurocamp holiday can meet the entire family's needs.
'While our customers have always enjoyed the freedom to dine as they please, cooking in their holiday home, having a BBQ or grabbing a pizza on parc, expanding our extras to include dining gives those families the option to enjoy even more convenience when staying with us - with the flexibility to choose the package that suits them best.
'And with some or all of their meals taken care of, they'll have extra time to experience all that a Eurocamp holiday has to offer.'
A half board dining option is now available at Le Castellas, located in Languedoc, France, that includes breakfast and lunch or dinner at a choice of three eateries at the parc, with prices from £25.86 per day per adult.
Five star Domaine des Naïades in Port Grimaud on the Côte d'Azur is also involved in the trial, with its on-parc restaurant providing local dishes, as well as family favourites. Guests can opt for full board, half board or a breakfast-only option, with three-course meals available at both lunch and dinner. Prices start from £8.62 per day per adult, depending on the package.
Le Port de Plaisance in Brittany is the third holiday parc to trial Eurocamp's new dining packages, alongside its opening of a newly refurbished outdoor waterpark this summer. Dining options allow guests to choose between dining at the parc's restaurant, taking away a picnic lunch or having a BBQ platter delivered directly to their holiday home for dinner. Prices start from £35.34 per day per adult.
The new dining packages are available during July and August 2025, and must be booked for the entire duration of the stay.
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