Cadaques

here it begins .... the bricks and stones of what passes for concrete reality with its tiny hints of what The Magician Dali saw. Up the hill from this small church ... less than a dozen worn wooden pews inside ... Salvador and Gaia made their home at Port Lligat.

Today I prayed the only two prayers inside the church: Help me Help me Help me and Thank you Thank you Thank you.

Tommorrow I climb first up from here and then far down and enter their home.

Manana.