Wake up to waves lapping just below your lanai. Three of Firefly’s six rooms opened directly onto the sea, with the rest just steps away—private, intimate, and unlike any place we’d ever stayed. The ocean wasn’t just a backdrop. It was a companion.

Each day ended with meals worth lingering over—delicious, local, and made with intention. Firefly’s food was as vibrant as the island itself, and every bite reminded us of how good it feels to slow down and savor.

In a world of crowded resorts and curated perfection, this retreat offered something far rarer: authenticity. It was personalized, connected, and grounded in the land. Once you travel this way, it’s hard to go back.