My partner and I (we live in Australia) have visited twice, as she developed a deep interest in modernist architecture over the past few years.
The whole place has the optimistic feel of The Jetsons cartoons, and as you return to reality you wonder “what the hell happened to the world?”.
There’s an architecture tour you can do with a gentleman named Robert Imber, the president of the local architecture society (he’s mentioned/pictured as the tour guide in this article).
He says there’s an informal club called (IIRC) “victims of Robert” - people who have taken his tour, fallen in love with Palm Springs and ended up buying a house there. He claims the membership numbers in the double digits.
True or not, Robert is a wonderful character and an icon of Palm Springs, who has played a huge role in preserving its heritage and sharing it with a wide audience around the world.