My new favorite travel luxury is having a driver meet me at the jet way, take my carry-on, zip me through immigration ahead of the lonnnggg line of travelers with a flash of his ID badge, collect my checked baggage and deliver me to a waiting Jaguar that drives me to my hotel.
A good friend and I recently traveled to Paris to visit her daughter who was studying abroad. As a surprise, her husband arranged for the hotel to send the driver/ guide to accompany us. After a long night sitting in "steerage" (can they make those coach/ economy seats ANY closer together and still fit seated adults in those spaces?), I can't imagine a better welcome to the City of Lights!