The Buzzards Roost won’t win any prizes for having a clean bathroom, and sure, the sites are relatively small, packed in and bland. Our picnic table was ready to fall apart and had nothing but the tattered remains of a once permanently bound cloth dripping from it like an invincible superhero's clothes after a nuclear explosion, perhaps.What it completely lacks in facilities, however, you’ll find that it exudes in charm and excessive easy going. The owner is as chipper as the sunny side of an egg and will do everything in her power and good time to make you feel completely welcomed, including giving you her personalized version of a verbal tour of the city of Del Rio and it’s across-the-border sister city of Acuna. She’ll dole out maps of both cities, nearby Seminole Canyon (the brochure boasts it as an Indian Art Exhibit) and further away Big Bend National Park (which was our eventual destination). Upon hearing that we didn’t have a TV, she even offered us her own, to which we kindly declined. There should definitely be a "Did the owner offer a TV?" rating, to which I'd affix a 5 star rating easily.The park does offer WiFi, but you’ll need to be in one of the spots right near the office, or in the office’s lounge, to use it.There isn’t much else to say about the place, really. As an RV Park goes, it’s literally adequate and has no extras. Well, except one, perhaps. That would be the Buzzards Roost Saloon, a full on bar located right in the park. Now, for those who might be wary of staying at an RV park that was also a saloon, I’d note that we stayed for the weekend and I didn’t hear any hoots, hollers or otherwise on any of the nights, though our spot was the full 70 yards away at the other end of the park. Enough appeasing though, for those of you who might see the advantage of having a place to slather up a few domestic bottlenecks while still in plain view of your rig, I can attest that Buzzard Roost is that perfect blend of locally authentic and friendly. Everyone in the place was interested in our travels, gave us their varying sorts of advice (which couldn’t have been more discombobulating: one patron told us the Rio Grande was dried up, making for poor rafting, while another told us it was recently flooded; one person told us crossing the border into Mexico was sure to get you shot at or tossed in jail, another told us it couldn’t be safer), and were happy to talk about the various issues of their day: immigration and exporting jobs across the border. There were plenty of people on both sides of the issue and, aside from locals, there were snowbirds and Germans aplenty in the bar.All in all, if you’re used to staying in resorts and expect to be pampered, or appreciate the beauty of a good natural spot, you may want to try one of the other parks in Del Rio, or just keep moving all together. If you prefer a little lively local conversation over the option to dip into a jacuzzi, however, Buzzards Roost may be just the place for you.