The fantastic Salvador Dali

Saturday 9^th March A Dali Day

There was more rain during the night but it was fine and sunny when I got up for a brisk walk through the nature park before breakfast.  Mike and I then headed off for Figueres and the Salvador Dali museum.  We knew we were in for a treat when we came round the corner and saw this building with its roof adorned by giant sized eggs.  The museum/theatre turned out to be a most fascinating place where we spent three hours and could have spent longer.  I am not sure that I understand Surrealism and have never been a great fan but the work in this museum was so unbelievable good that you could not help but be fascinated and overawed by what Dali could achieve.  For example there is the famous Cadillac, which for an additional euro, allows water to spray from the roof of the car watering the plants and snails (real) and model passengers inside. There was a painting, which my camera saw as Abraham Lincoln and I saw as a naked woman until I screwed up my eyes and saw what the camera was seeing. 
More stereoscopic pictures, more paintings, sculptures etc as well as some works by other artists.  It was a fantastic experience.  We walked back to the van reflecting on it all, passing through the market which was now packing up but I was still able to get 5 kilos of oranges for 2 euros.

Gala - his inspiration

We headed back to our parking place near Roses. It had been a beautiful morning but now the sun and mountains were obliterated by heavy cloud, soon it was raining and we had two beautiful rainbows.  The rain passed fairly quickly and we went off for a late afternoon cycle ride to Empuriabrava an area that is a marina resort.  It was a lovely cycle through this national park   and Mike was rewarded by the sight of many fine motor launches in the resort.  When we got back we found that another van had joined us with a GB plate.  We chatted with them and found that they had taken a very similar route out since leaving England but had left 3 months before us – I knew we were moving fast!
The following day we were woken by a mad Spanish man shouting across the bay again at no one or thing (he was doing it last night too!) Today would be our last in Spain and it was a lovely day.  We spent the morning walking round the beach at Roses sourcing a wifi provider as we had booked a skype call with Millie that morning.  Eventually we found a nice cafe by the beach and whilst we awaited our appointment time we basked in the sun (now 25C) and drank coffee.  Little were we to know that temperatures would plummit soon. We dragged ourselves away as we wanted to go to Cadaques and the neighbouring village of Port LLigat where Dali lived for many years. The drive was once again fantastic going over the mountains. When we reached Cadaques we parked in the only place that seemed suitable for motorhomes at 0.44875 euros a minute. Not being sure how close Port LLigat was we took the bikes off and decided to cycle there.  It turned out to be a strenouous uphill cycle but fortunately for only 2.5K and the views were well worth it.  Port LLigat is a real picture postcard place - a tiny fishing cove, azure clear seas with a stunning coastline.  Mike thought it was one of the best views he had seen.  However due to poor planning we did not realise that you had to book in advance to see Dali's house so we continued to soak in the views and then headed into Cadaques and cycled  along the sea front there - another lovely place.
It was now late afternoon as we headed into France along the coast road.  Often the roads were narrow and twisty and Mike knew he had completed a lot of driving by the time we arrived in Le Boulon where once again we took the last camping spot. We were then treated to a fantastic thunderstorm.