Hampton Inn Aiken
No availability found through our partners. Please contact the business directly or check some of our recommended alternatives.
How has this hotel rated in the past?
Travelers also recommend:
TripAdvisor Reviews Hampton Inn Aiken
Travel Blogs from Aiken
... aspect was that it didn't seem like a wealthy town. I assume that the golf club members come here for the day and the high tail it back to their mansions.
We went to the golf course and I spoke to the security guard who was just inside the entry gates. He advised me very politely that I was trespassing and that I could take as many photo's as I liked as long as I was outside of the gates.
This meant that I got a great shot of the ...
... of appeal and a vibrant arts community. Not to mention if you are a horse person, it's a paradise, or a golfer for that matter as well.
Cathy and Arlen are our friends and neighbors from North Andover, MA and we go back about 36 years (wait, I'm not that old)...yeah right!! Also caught up with another friend from Hilton Head (the first couple we met when we moved there) Avery, and had a lovely lunch with her and Cathy. Thanks, Avery.
I had no idea ...
... the Bartram Country Club and Mark showed us some of the local area sights including the gates of the beautiful Augusta National Golf Club and downtown Augusta, which is pretty cool.
This trip was a bit of a blast from the past and confirmed we can no longer hang with the big dogs and function properly. Back to the comfortable role of grandparents as we head north to spend couple of days with our son Shawn and his beautiful family in New Bern, NC.
... distinct regional cultures. It’s cool to see, and I think this is the reason I loved the south so much. The whole thing feels like you are cruising through a movie set, 50-100 years ago. I would highly recommend going to Papa Joe’s too for anyone visiting the States. They have it every May, this was it’s 5th year. The people, food, music and venue are fabulous – a true Southern experience! ...
... to remember. Through the packed and rounded pews, the hanging balconies scattered with folks, out to the wide hallway forming a ringed perimeter where ladies bounced their babies in the open doorways to quiet them.
I have my seat in that circle. I hold open a small space in the vastness that arcs away from me. Just as I did earlier in the day, on the drive up, coming straight from Savannah to the church. Straight except for the hour I spent huddled in a field south ...