Honolulu

Every other port on this chart is somewhere pretending to be here. Honolulu is the one place where the palm on the menu was outside the window — and where the trade ran both ways, because the mainland's idea of Polynesia came home in the 1950s and got sold back to visitors as the real thing. Trader Vic's landed at 926 Ward Avenue in December 1940 with a six-thousand-pound anchor out front, sixteen years before Waikīkī's Tahitian Lanai and twenty-seven before Vic moved his own room under Donn Beach's banyan in the International Market Place. What survives is one bar and a lot of ground: La Mariana Sailing Club has been pouring since 1957, out by the harbour and away from the strip, and it is the last of the old Honolulu rooms still standing.