Jfk Son

Review of Taj Campton Place

John the doorman is the sweetess person that you w...

John the doorman is the sweetess person that you will first meet upon arrival. He is reflective of all once you cross the portals. Immediately to your left the conceiege is ready to help.

At The Omni you cannot tell the conceige from the desk clerk as all are behind the counter. At Campton Place there are 3 attendants ready to check you in. Again The Omni falls short as one has to walk 100 feet from the door down a flight of steps to be checked in. Campton Place is so distinguish that John will point to the alley adjoining named Campton Place.

The Hyatt sits directly opposite across the street but half the time you have to open the entrance door by yourself. Not so with John who manages to get your car parked and opens the door to help you egress.

The cuisine is close to a Michelin star rating. No one has yet to ask that a dish be changed. Not a microwave on the premise.

The only thing wrong about this hotel is that nothing is wrong. It shines like a Tiffany diamond. John is always quick to point out Tiffanys as it can be seen from the entrance. The house pens are made by Cross.

If you find anything at fault with the description of this oasis I will take care of your stay.

Oh the e-mail on top is correct. President Kennedy was my father, different mother. Yet Caroline and I share the same eyes, nose and forehead. DNA matches.