"Unique" sounds cliche and Abram's place is the opposite of cliche, so the best word to describe this place is: omg-you-have-to-stay-here-it-will-change-your-life. Life off-grid, eating home-grown avacados, flipping on sun-powered lights, and knowing the water swirling down the drain is off to water something else was nothing like I expected. Everything feels important. And it's on an island surrounded by mind-blowing black, green, white, and magic sand beaches. My favorite part was brushing my teeth while looking at a cluster of bananas dangling from a banana tree out the bathroom window growing yellower by the day. Rustic would also be a good word to describe this place, but balanced with luxury. Heaps of cushy pillows and what felt like 8000-count sheets on a memory foam mattress made up for the fact you have to hand wash dishes (with recycled rainwater of course). Abram built every detail of the house and every detail felt, well, important.
Speaking of Abram, he was born to be a host. Warm, attentive, endlessly knowledgeable, it felt like we were visiting family even though he was a perfect stranger prior to shaking his hand. Now he's a friend and my 5-year-old will be writing letters to his 4-yr-old because they bonded bouncing on a trampoline together, seeing who could wear more outfits in a single day, and playing 1,000 games of hide-and-seek for a week. Seriously kid-friendly.
I'd rate this place 6 stars, but Airbnb won't let me.