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PROVIDENCIALES — I don’t know what they call these chairs. These short beach chairs that are so low-slung that your bum ends up just inches above the water.

But what I do know is that I love this one that I’m sitting on right now.

Positioned at the water’s edge in front of my hotel, Ocean Club West, it’s the perfect perch from which to appreciate Providenciales’ marquee strand, Grace Bay Beach.

Ensconced on my miniature throne, about midway along the 12-mile smile of bone-white sand, I’m hypnotized by the rhythmic succession of lacy scallops that rush to meet my toes.

I eagerly soak up the afternoon sun, its heat tempered by a gentle westward breeze. I tilt my head upward and watch clouds skid silently across the Turks and Caicos sky.