This place leans toward ‘rustic.’ To call it a shack might be a slight exaggeration, but relative to the neighborhood, appropriate. For the most part, I slept well, though not on the bed, instead on the comfortable couch, wanting to be closer to the cooling effects of the overhead fan. The bicycle, stored in the rear shed, is a joy to ride through the ‘hood - south to Mauna Lani (including a short path that requires walking the bike along the coast once you get to the end of the paved road) and north to the General Store, and further north to Beach 69. My older son's family rented a larger and nicer house, but their place had the same tropical insects as the Beach Shack, so it’s just a fact of life on that part of the island. Clearly, repellent had recently been used, because the only centipedes I saw were belly up and lights out. Good to know: the person who manages the property lives in another house on the property, and is pleasantly responsive to requests for corrections.