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Published: September 12th 2012
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Driving the too-narrow winding road as if in the mirror
Sea mist rolling over rooftops
Dark roast almonds and juicy fat raisins from a market stall
A midnight pasteing braying donkey waking the dogs
The laughter of bronze bellied children playing in boats
The heat of the tiles in Dalí and Gala's garden
Fast noisy motorscooters in narrow white lanes
Colour so intense you could taste it
Sea-fresh sardines and mussels and deep red tomato salad
Billowing proud Catalan flags
The slap of sandalled dancing feet in the Platje
Swimming bouyed in the floataceous Mediterranean
Surrealistic rock formations at Cap de Creus
Surprise icy Cerveza sin Gluten on the little beach
A whitewashed room whose walls need no pictures
This is Dave and Lou's Cadaques dreaming.
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RENanDREW
Ren & Andrew
Cadaques
must go there! i love the sound of those 'sandelled dancing feet' - but in my romantic visual, the feet are rhythmic and beautiful (and not socked)...