The Palm Springs Ace Hotel was once a Howard Johnson and the accompanying King's Highway Diner was once a Denny's. The Ace experience was everything we hoped for and more. Our room, complete with a private patio and fireplace, felt like a scene sliced out of Dr. No. The canvas-covered wall with french doors opening to the patio gave the space a tent-like feel, a sort of gussied up campsite a la Moonrise Kingdom.
The pool was epic. Lounging beneath the circular sun shades, we felt like we’d been plopped into a 1950s Frank Sinatra comedy. The guests were even dressed in 50s and 60s style garb, classic Ray Bans, primary-colored one pieces, slightly shorter swim trunks.