Camping Le Mont Grêle

We were renting in August in a mobile home with the family in this campsite, the setting is wonderful, it's a shame that this idyllic setting is spoiled by an atmosphere leaded by the attitude of the managers, a false advertisement made on the camping site when the proposed activities (dances, petanque competitions, belottes, karaoke, themed meals, children's day, archery, blowgun) none of that. This campsite is totally dead, the toilets are in a state of more than average cleanliness and are only done once a day which probably explains this. The managers are rude at will, all is locked, you have to ask for the key (for disabled toilets, sanitary dedicated to the infant and laundry) when we can find a person at the reception. The campsite is plunged into darkness as soon as it gets dark (lighting is down and when it is running it is cut at 10:30 pm) which makes the progression dangerous because of the numerous potholes which decorate the dusty tracks of the entrance of the camping (where garbage cans overflow and garbage bags litter the ground) to those who run through it. On the other hand I saw the manager of the campsite block with his car that of a camper a whole afternoon, it seems to me for a history of lack of places, it would have been easier to ask the owner to put it elsewhere . I found the attitude of the very childish and infantile dyke manager of a playground of a kindergarten. I believe very sincerely that the managers of camping are not in their place and would do better to change jobs because they are very far from being traders. I advise all future campers to flee this campsite.

At first sight, when we arrived, nice welcome, everything was fine. We rented a mobile home fully equipped by an individual making available his property within the campsite. Commercial gesture, smile, no complaints. Lack of luck, 3 days of rain. A ground that is degraded, very little sun even during good weather, wet. In rainy weather, it becomes marshy. But it is not the fault of the owner, far from it. Very family camping, we are far from the factories of the south of France, and it is rather good come. And the tragedy arrives this Thursday, July 31, 2014. As we returned from the restaurant around 22:50, we were stopped at the entrance by a young man, obviously accompanied by the wife of the owner (well I suppose). Arrived at the entrance barrier, the young man is hurrying to stop us, saying that he was forced to close the gate, as the time of entry had passed since 22:30. The barrier was still open when we stood in front of her. Believing that he was looking for help, I stop, listen. Instead of saying, "ok, you're here, so go, I close behind you," this young man closes the fence under our noses, forcing us to park, amazed by the situation, outside the campsite , and make us in complete darkness at our camp by the flooded paths. This campsite claims to be accessible to people with disabilities, it is missed on this point of view, given our personal situation. Apart from the lack of luck in bad weather, this is the story of a single fact. But that says a lot about the welcome that some can give you here. Fortunately, the handyman is desperate, everywhere, when it is necessary, it feels, and it is reassuring. Too bad to be damaged by some evil spirits?