Cabo Verde sits out in the Atlantic, several hundred kilometers from the nearest mainland. Ten islands rise from the ocean, each meeting the water differently, some in long, wind-scoured beaches, others in volcanic cliffs that drop straight into the sea. The trade winds keep the air moving, the light stays sharp, and the rhythm feels separate from the continent.
Moving between islands takes time, but that distance shapes the experience; you settle into one, then adjust as the next reveals a different side.
