My gap year was filled with travelling experiences, but one stands out as being the one I was most hesitant in taking, and, luckily for me, I went for it. This being said, no one should think twice on this opportunity, it must be experienced by anyone who has an outgoing personality. My girlfriend and I set off on a holiday season, working in the sunny scenes of France for a loving company called Eurocamp. Exactly one year on, here’s how Eurocamp became the best part of my life.
It’s only on season where waking up to the noise of playful children and scorching sun beaming through your mobile home’s curtain seems plausible. The sun drives you out to your morning team meeting in your bright green uniform and flip-flops, a striking presence on the campsite. One pain au chocolat, a stroll past the pool and a brief meeting later and you’re on the customer scene.
A warming face for the day, preparing accommodation and visiting customers is your job. As a team or individually, there’s not much more rewarding than being invited for a French lager on the decking of your favourite customers in mobile 408. Your day flies by, as do the beers and the BBQ leftovers – it’s time for the real definition of a ‘holiday season’.
When put together with 8 strangers in a different country, it’s impossible to describe the transformation in so little words. But simply, you become a family. Work is over and the sun drowns the beach in orange, you and your team take time to herd up the bikes. It only takes five minutes to pack your beers and a beach ball, and you’re experiencing the hearty culture of your new home. To sit back on the sand of the sunlit beach and watch your friends in full swing in a game of volleyball makes you realise you’ve made the perfect decision. A beach night with your pals followed by some beer and entertainment in the campsite bar bodes well to cap off just the one day of the 122 I lived out in Normandy on La Cote De Nacre.
Each day was different, with challenges propping up the busier it gets and the more team outings you endeavour as days off become more frequent in the high season of summer. But the one thing that always stayed the same was the people you partake this journey with. Here’s to my team, here’s to France – my second home, and here’s to Eurocamp; the opening door to a life of spontaneous adventure.