Uh-oa! Uh-oa! Uh-oa-oa-oa!
When you hear this chant at Trader Sam’s Enchanted Tiki Bar you can trust that strange and mysterious forces are at play. There will be fire, there will be water. You may shrink, you may grow. Strangers will laugh at you and with you, and you will feel the rumbling power of the tribal drum convincing you to never leave.
You may think that’s just the affect of blindingly strong voodoo concoctions served with deceptively innocent fruit garnishes, but in fact, you fell under the spell well before that colorful bendy straw ever met your lips.
That’s the power of the Polynesian Gods of Wisdom, Whimsy and Warning.
Okay, that was made up.
But what is very real at Trader Sam’s is the enchantment:
The place is smaller than it looks, but bigger than it feels. A mysterious energy draws you in before you even decide whether you’re going to stay. You’re going to stay.
Your brain tries to catch up to your eyes, there’s so much to take in. Everywhere you look, Trader Sam’s travels, trades, and explorations deep within the Amazon jungle are chronicled in relics and artifacts, unique, historical, curious and disturbing.
Beware the menu of exotic brews, as your chosen potion may awaken the Gods: Try the Shrunken Zombie Head, a house specialty; or the Krakatoa Punch, which packs one. The Passionate Python and the HippopotomoMai-Tai are anything but tame, and the Ka-Blue-Ie! might be more than you bargained for. Sam’s own mix, Gorilla Grog, is a secret. So is the Navy Grog, which you won’t find on the menu, but if you order it, you won’t be disappointed.
As you settle in, your spirit rising, you sense a restlessness. Outside, the waters of the Pacific appear calm, but dark clouds are beginning to gather and the distant volcano is making its presence known. You could swear the totem pole at the corner of the bar is staring at you. A storm may be brewing, but your brew is stewing and you feel a kindredness with every castaway at the bar. Is it day or night? Does it matter when you have a forever to spend in a tropical oasis hideaway?
As long as you’ll be here forever, ask the natives to round up some Chicken-Lettuce Wraps and Panko-Crusted Chinese Long Beans. Nobody’s ever seen a kitchen at the Enchanted Tiki Bar, but food appears if ordered, and when it does it’s surprisingly delicious.
There’s much that’s enchanted here, including the master mixologists, who have proven themselves worthy guides through the dicey waters of indecision or dietary demand: Not sure what to get after a Lost Safari? Need a cocktail that’s gluten-free, but not alcohol-free? Ever wanted to see what cinnamon does when ignited?
Like all Disney attractions, Trader Sam’s will transport you to a place you’d otherwise only visit in your dreams—and haven’t we all dreamed of hanging with the elephants and hippos along the Jungle Boat Cruise? Where the Cruise leaves off—on a bad joke and a wooden dock, Trader Sam’s picks up—on dry land with wet drinks, and plenty of jungle memorabilia to satisfy the curio-thirsty explorer.
Even if you’re not a guest at the Disneyland Hotel, you’ll be welcome at Trader Sam’s Enchanted Tiki Bar. You’ll be welcome as long as you wish to stay.