Jamaica Mountain Holidays

When I arrived at Moon Palace, it felt like the start of a great relationship. You know charming, promising, saying all the right things. The food was surprisingly good for a mass-production buffet, and the Asian restaurant with the hibachi grill was a highlight. Chef Lemor was a class act. My kids loved the arcade and activities; everything felt easy and enjoyable. But like some relationships, it turned at the end. At checkout, we were told we could still enjoy some amenities before leaving. But once our wristbands were cut, the warmth disappeared. I went to grab a quick bite at the pizza bar and was met with, “Have you checked out yet? Then you can’t eat here. Only the buffet.” No empathy, no “sorry for the confusion,” just a blank stare as other guests looked on. It wasn’t the rule itself, it was the tone. The sudden shift from valued guest to outsider. It’s like telling someone, “I need a break, not a breakup,” and they instantly turn cold. Rules are fine, but communication and kindness matter too. I gathered my kids, took our quiet walk of shame, and thought, I like my own house anyway. Moon Palace, you had me at hello… but you lost me at checkout.

When I arrived at Moon Palace, it felt like the start of a great relationship. You know charming, promising, saying all the right things. The food was surprisingly good for a mass-production buffet, and the Asian restaurant with the hibachi grill was a highlight. Chef Lemor was a class act. My kids loved the arcade and activities; everything felt easy and enjoyable. But like some relationships, it turned at the end. At checkout, we were told we could still enjoy some amenities before leaving. But once our wristbands were cut, the warmth disappeared. I went to grab a quick bite at the pizza bar and was met with, “Have you checked out yet? Then you can’t eat here. Only the buffet.” No empathy, no “sorry for the confusion,” just a blank stare as other guests looked on. It wasn’t the rule itself, it was the tone. The sudden shift from valued guest to outsider. It’s like telling someone, “I need a break, not a breakup,” and they instantly turn cold. Rules are fine, but communication and kindness matter too. I gathered my kids, took our quiet walk of shame, and thought, I like my own house anyway. Moon Palace, you had me at hello… but you lost me at checkout.

I thoroughly enjoyed my stay, the room was lovely and the view of the sea was breathtaking. The quiet serene atmosphere and the ambiance was much appreciated.

Property and staff was nice and beautiful. 10/10

When I arrived at Moon Palace, it felt like the start of a great relationship. You know charming, promising, saying all the right things. The food was surprisingly good for a mass-production buffet, and the Asian restaurant with the hibachi grill was a highlight. Chef Lemor was a class act. My kids loved the arcade and activities; everything felt easy and enjoyable. But like some relationships, it turned at the end. At checkout, we were told we could still enjoy some amenities before leaving. But once our wristbands were cut, the warmth disappeared. I went to grab a quick bite at the pizza bar and was met with, “Have you checked out yet? Then you can’t eat here. Only the buffet.” No empathy, no “sorry for the confusion,” just a blank stare as other guests looked on. It wasn’t the rule itself, it was the tone. The sudden shift from valued guest to outsider. It’s like telling someone, “I need a break, not a breakup,” and they instantly turn cold. Rules are fine, but communication and kindness matter too. I gathered my kids, took our quiet walk of shame, and thought, I like my own house anyway. Moon Palace, you had me at hello… but you lost me at checkout.