The town centre hasn’t changed so much in the last hundred years
Monday morning market for breakfast and hiking supplies – saucisson and cheese
Roadside emergency snack
most buildings are whitewash or flat stack stones
kids are oblivious to tourists
Stocking up on saucisson and cheese for the big hike
cactus flower
Our pilgrimage to a place called ‘far’. The name should have served as a disclaimer not to hike in the midday heat.
Oasis.
swim and nap
Walking and Vespa are the best ways to get around Cadaques
‘I am drugs’ – Salvador Dali
Dali’s cats
Live music and rad local crowd hang out here most nights.
A Hobo home – hints of Moroccon influence from across the pond
The local Casino. On the beach right in the centre of town. Grab a glass of Rosé and some dark sunglasses. People for days.
I first heard about Cadaqués in an issue of Hobo Magazine. Issue #16 lures you in with seductive images of the ‘playa nudist.’ If you flip to the back there is a short list of places to eat and shop. If one thing has been reinforced through decades of friendship and 18 issues, it is that if Hobo does something then its worth doing.
Hobo’s List :
FOOD : Mut, Celeste, Mama Aicha
SHOPPING : Mo Cadaqués
NIGHTLIFE : Brown Sugar
Thank you also to Herschel for featuring our Cadaques trip and photos on your Well Travelled blog!
