Club Med - Villages

Villages

Most villages are designed for families, with villages providing daytime supervised facilities for children: the "Baby", "Petit", "Mini", "Junior's" clubs and 12 Passworld facilities worldwide which offer a special hang out space for 11- to 17-year-olds.

The villages are now divided into three different types:

  • Family resorts: villages with children's Clubs and activities for teenagers, offering relaxation and leisure activities, and welcoming families, couples and friends.
  • Resorts for everyone: villages with no Club facilities for children and teenagers but welcoming couples, families and friends.
  • Resorts for adult only: adults-only villages, from 18 years, offering entertainment, relaxation, sports and leisure activities to friends, singles or couples.

As of November 2010 the resort company operates 80 villages in Europe, Africa and Middle East, North America, Mexico, the Caribbean, South America, Asia, Australia, Indian Ocean and Pacific Ocean.

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