When I arrived in Greater Palm Springs, my radio landed on 107.3 Mod FM. I’m telling you right now, this station is the quintessential soundtrack for a visit to this desert oasis. Frank Sinatra and Sammy Davis Jr. crooned through the speakers as I rolled the windows down and took in the intoxicating desert air. As a budding Hollywood actress I had a sense of this being my initiation into the Rat Pack and I loved every second of it.
As I pulled into the Miramonte, I was enchanted by the gorgeous Spanish style architecture and the mountains that seemed to peek their heads around every corner. It is no surprise that this resort is named Miramonte which is Spanish for “Mountain View”. The bougainvillea rolled out the red carpet as I made my way around the olive groves and lemon trees to my room. Oh, my room! I chose the Luxury King Room with expansive glass doors that led to a private patio. The patio where I would read, have coffee, and do a little bit of nothing, all while taking in the sound and sights of the birds and lush greenery for the next two days.
