Today we’re darting across to Púbol, shooting a 180 to complete Catalonia’s golden Dali triangle at the castle he bought and gave to his wife.
When he bought and renovated this pretty little hideaway for her, she accepted it on one condition. He was only allowed to visit on special written invitation from her! He did live and work here for several years after her death though.
A garage below houses the 1969 Cadillac de Ville, in which he took the body of Gala, his dead wife, for a last surrealistic back seat ride
together. This car is huge. It’s just a few feet short of Beastie’s length. You could easily fit half a dozen corpses in its trunk. It’s a wonder Dali never considered attempting the Guinness book of records. He missed a trick there.
Whilst in Spain watch out for Elephants on the road!
And I thought I’d just had one too many. . .