Almería to Rodalquilar-travelling to Spain with a dog, part 8


In Part 7 we travelled from Barcelona to Almería city. Now read on…

Taxi ride

Our Airbnb hostess negotiated a taxi trip from Almeria city to the pueblo blanco of Rodalquilar for €50. The price seemed a bit steep but being so close to what would be our resting place for a couple of weeks, we were keen to finally get there. We threw our luggage in the boot (aka trunk) and jumped in the car, waving goodbye to the city for now.

Almeria city

Almeria is a very nice city, with a long beach-front, a little off the normal tourist track. We’d stayed for a week in a tiny apartment on Calle Rueda Lopez. Rueda Lopez is just off the very long Avenida Frederico Garcia Lorca, which runs down to the sea. There is a lovely narrow palm-lined park containing fountains, running gently alongside the busy Frederico Garcia Lorca for about a mile down to the port. The park provides some escape from the copious traffic and their diesel fumes.

El Cable Inglés

Francisco Garcia Lorca ends just below the soaring oxidised metal of El Cable Ingles (also known as El Alquife). A railway was used until 1973 to transport minerals 90km by train from some French and British-run mines and ending at El Cable Ingles above the port of Almeria and the ships waiting to take their cargo to northern Spain and abroad.

Sea of plastic

Enormous seas of unattractive plastic greenhouses in a wilderness landscape were the initial views from the taxi, once we were out of Almeria city. Eventually these eyesores, valuable as they are to Spain’s economy, disappeared from view as we travelling into the Cabo de Gata national park.


Our small dog Piper, unconcerned as ever, napped between us in his pet carrier on the taxi’s rear seat, until the village of Rodalquilar hove into view in a white blur in the midday sun and we arrived thankfully outside our Airbnb destination.

Join me for Part 9 soon …

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