We had exhausted Javea so decided to move down coast a few kilometres to Altea. The Rough Guide to Spain advised us that it is a pleasant seaside town with the usual old town to enjoy. We did not need any persuading, being suckers for an old town. We had heard that there was a sea front campsite so off we went. The campsite situation did not disappoint and the promenade was all it was cracked up to be.
We had not realised that we got two towns for the price of one. The promenade also runs along the front of Albir. No old town but a great small town atmosphere and handy local shops.
We were impressed with the old town of Altea. It was a bit of a trek and plenty of steps up to the church which was the highlight at the very top of the hill. We could see it from the sea front and had a good idea of the climb in store.
After the climb we emerged into a square which was dominated by the church. However, we were unprepared for the interior:
There had been many highlights on the way up as the views were impressive and the narrow winding streets a delight.
There was a lot to enjoy at Altea. The early morning and evening strolls along the promenade were a real pleasure. The campsite was like a mini Holland but we enjoyed our few days of mixed cultures.