Cadaques, Spain

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!