Overnight stays in France
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Hichglitch,the 1960s all boys Grammar School which I attended was staffed by all male teachers who were predominantly exWW2 military types.Consequently their approach to MFL and most other subjects, was like"Naming of Parts" by Henry Reed.I discovered the joys of learning a foreign language later in Life when I saw the "bigger picture",for myself.
That also applies to finding overnight stops in France to link back to the OP's question.Excellent suggestions have been made by earlier posts but there is no substitute for exploring the many options for yourself and being delighted by Serendipity.
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My experience was similar to Kenexton's - a French teacher at a grammar school in the 1960s who gave us a vocabulary test every week. Failure to reach 90% resulted in a detention. Rubbish way to teach but I have to admit I do have quite a good vocabulary.
I much prefer the more relaxed serendipitous approach nowadays and love to have conversations with French people on campsites even if it can be satruggle sometimes.
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I wouldn't dream of staying anywhere other than a recognised site. We have stayed on a municipal site at Troyes. As municipal sites are obviously in towns, often difficult to find tucked away in a park, do your research first on google maps with the coordinates for the entrance in your sat-nav.
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BB wrote " a perfectly normal way for the site to operate and for different customers to choose which of the services on offer they require."
The continental "a la carte" menu is a far cry from CAMC "school dinners" - eat that or go hungry.
Just as well we had a choice last Thursday, I couldn't have managed that full English. 
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I can beat all of the grammar school boys on here, I went to a mixed Comp in the 60s with a fantastic and enthusiastic French teacher. He not only got us all interested in France he also organised a month long camping trip, all the way round from the north to the south. We were submerged into French, plunged into rivers, sent out to buy food and had local meals in village halls etc. My French pen friend's father turned up on the Med part of the trip and along with a friend I was whisked off for meals cooked by Maman and eaten outside under apricot trees. (At that point we couldn't tell our bouef from our agneau but ate a lot bread as that was easy to ask for...😊)
It has so coloured my memory that I don't really want to go back to camping in France, I prefer to see it in other ways.
But good luck to all those that love France.
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