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We had rented a small house near the coast, and each morning, the rhythm was unhurried. Someone would make tea and sit on the porch to watch the fog lift. Another would head out for an early walk along the shore, returning with sea glass and sandy feet. We didn’t need to fill every silence. That, perhaps, was the deepest gift of traveling with women who truly know you: the comfort of quiet. summer holiday memories with the ladies special