Each summer, we embark on a cherished family tradition of renting a house by the sea, accompanied by our dog, cat, children, and cook. As we arrive before dark, the excitement of the journey lingers, rooted in years of repetition. The route to our seaside retreat carries a sense of ceremony, filled with anticipation and nostalgia.
This journey makes us feel like migrants and wanderers, embracing our identity as travelers. It evokes a heightened awareness of our surroundings, reminding us of the comfort and adventure found in our annual ritual of returning to the shore.