Our first night back in the Walt Disney World bubble was spent taking a beautiful ferry boat ride across the seven seas lagoon to the Polynesian Resort. This was a first for us – we haven’t done a lot of resort hopping in the past, but everyone speaks so highly of the Poly, and now, we know why!
The ride across was comfortable and scenic – we got a closer look at the beautiful Grand Floridian before docking at the Polynesian. From the moment you step out onto the dock, you are absolutely overwhelmed by a marvelously scenic and immersive experience. The Polynesian definitely pulls out all the stops to make you feel like you are in paradise.
We walked right into to Trader Sam’s Grog Grotto, which surprised me – though I suppose it was early on a Wednesday evening, and the hype has likely died down by now. We each got an appetizer and a drink, and it was delicious. Above that, the atmosphere was out of this world (each drink has a specific presentation when made, so everyone is all oooh and ahhh at what you ordered), and the service was so fun and enjoyable. 10/10 would visit again. I got the Polynesian Pearl, which was almost sort of sensual, with a cinnamon bite in every sip, along with the Headhunter Sushi roll, which was a blend of tuna and salmon, with a sweet sauce on the side for dipping. Absolutely delicious.
After that, we did a little more exploring (rant: the Moana Mercantile REALLY needs some Moana merchandise. I am not okay with this. I did not trot all the way to the Moana Mercantile for Lilo & Stitch gear, mmmkay?!), and then headed up to the Tambu Lounge for more drinks and appetizers. We were all on the same mission: LAPU LAPUS! When give the opportunity to drink out of a pineapple, YOU TAKE IT. And take it we did – seriously, what a treat. Seating was hard to find by this time of the night, but once we managed to find a table, it was comfortable and pleasant (Note: this lounge is located right next to Ohana, which I definitely want to make reservations at next time).
Stuffed to the max full of scrumptious booze and appetizers (and the best damn bread pudding I’ve had in my LIFETIME, no joke – if you heed my advice on anything in this world, go to Tambu Lounge and try the bread pudding), we jumped on the monorail and headed over to the Magic Kingdom to get in some quality kingdom time, thanks to extra magic hours. Unfortunately this lead to being stuck on the peoplemover for nearly 40 minutes because a pack of young wannabe thug teenagers wanted to “ghost ride the peoplemover whip”, which shut down the ride for ages, leading to a cast member crawling out to us all in the dark to ask and then reprimand those who had been hopping cars (We narced on them. We narced on them so hard), leading the misguided youths to hiss and piss and bitch and threaten to SHANK(?!) us for ratting on them, so our night at the Magic Kingdom ended with us having to file a police report in Town Hall. MAGICAL!
But hey, whatever. I still got to drink out of a pineapple.