Now you’re on the third floor, and your first reaction will probably be “This does not look like a place the public is supposed to be wandering about.” But it is, and you’ll quickly find evidence of this if you turn left immediately at the top of the escalators, because you’ll see this sign…Īhhhh, that looks better. Turn left to follow this sign and you’ll see escalators leading to the third floor. Yep, I know what you’re thinking - that sign doesn’t say ‘Centurion Lounge’ or ‘Amex’ or even ‘Free Drinks This Way.’ That sign says ‘Dentist.’Īnd so it does. Then you’ll be walking down the main departure level concourse and will soon find yourself looking at this sign… But just before the entrance to the security checkpoint, take a right instead of continuing into the checkpoint. So if you’re coming from the American Airlines desks at the western end of the check in area, instead of taking the long walk towards the middle of the terminal, head towards Concourse D. Unlike the elevators - which are roughly halfway between Concourses B and C - these escalators are just around the corner from Concourse D. While the lounge itself is quite beautiful, the hallways leading to it are drab and the elevators used to access it are… well, let’s go with the words “old,” “slow,” and “rickety.”īut as it happens, there are a set of escalators that also give access to this third floor. Unlike most of the other Centurion lounges, the one at LaGuardia was built on the same floor as a bunch of behind-the-scenes airport offices. If you’ve been to the Amex Centurion Lounge at Terminal B in LaGuardia, you already know that access to this particular Centurion lounge is not exactly luxurious. Want to see the shortcut? Just follow me.
Especially when you could have taken a shortcut and been sipping a Tomcat Collins while others were still waiting impatiently down on the departures level. So if you’re traveling through New York’s LaGuardia airport at the end of the holiday weekend and you want to stop by the Amex Centurion Lounge, you don’t want to regret schlepping yourself, your family, and your 17 suitcases any further than necessary. You really shouldn’t have expected to win.
Sure, Uncle Frank’s 74 years old, but he’s a former Marine. You regret letting that argument with your uncle deteriorate into an arm wrestling challenge. You regret wagering December’s rent on the Vikings. The day after Thanksgiving means waking up with regrets.
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