Almeria is located right along the coast, so we drove to the beach to take a stroll. Almeria has a very busy port with boats and ferries coming in and out quite often.
Just like in Garrucha and Vera, there was a large tiled promenade alongside the shore and this made for a nice place to spend a little time. There were a lot of apartments, hotels, and restaurants along the way, but not a lot of people were out since it was a little cooler at this time of year.
We saw a sandcastle maker who seemed to be living there on the beach. He was having a serious conversation with himself, so we didn’t linger too long…
Curt braved a beach toilet, and it was pretty disgusting. He said there were towels, or clothing, or bedding in the corner and he fully expected to see a bludgeoned body on the floor in there. Needless to say the aroma was not exactly “springtime fresh” in there either. I managed to get a picture of him as he staggered out. (Note to self: go to a restaurant/bar bathroom next time.)
I really knew nothing of Almeria, but they had a nice big map of the city and when we looked at it we realized that there was some sort of fortress that we could visit, so we turned back toward the car and left the beach.