The Bahamas is not one place but seven hundred, and most of them remain wonderfully overlooked. The Exumas trail into the Atlantic in a chain of uninhabited cays and luminous shallows that feel almost implausible. Eleuthera moves at a pace set by pink sand and pineapple farms. Long Island holds bonefishing guides whose knowledge of the flats runs generations deep. Our curators look for Bahamians who inhabit this archipelago properly — the family island cook whose conch recipes never left the cay, the bonefishing guide who reads tidal flats like a map, the Junkanoo craftsman building costumes months before the parade.