The James hosted a professional summit, and so I spent two days locked in meetings staring longingly at the ocean during breaks. No swims, no workouts, no spa treatments or late night drinks for working stiffs. But the staff and hotel experience more than made up for it. The staff was extremely attentive and accommodating. One valet thought to bring me a glass of water while I waited for a taxi. Buffet breakfasts and lunch on the patios gave us a chance to feel the sun on our faces and smell salt air. The original art was a nice touch in this arts-mad city.
My room had a view of the sea and the neon lights of the Art Deco district below came alive at night. The room itself was quiet and beautifully appointed with contemporary artworks, a warm palette, and a deliciously comfy bed. The bathroom was elegant and roomy with a window in the shower. I noticed a step stool tucked under the sink which is a sweet idea for shorter guests and children who would have to reach to turn the fawcetts.
I was so disappointed not to get outside to experience more of the area, but did have two fine meals within walking distance. Okay, I did run out to the beach one morning for 15 minutes and put my feet in the water. I also found seashells as keepsakes.
I'd love to return with some friends and explore with the James as our delightful home base.