The old minaret adjacent to St Nikolaos church is a perfect reminder of the way the East met the West in the town I made my home, Chania, Crete, Greece. The photographs I post all help to tell a part of a longer story that focuses on the town and its citizens, whether they are living there now, or have made their home in other parts of the world. As a newer resident, by writing about the town in this way, I am trying to put some order into the chaos that I seem to be confronted with.
Saturday, 22 March 2008
Urban housing
This is what I like most about Hania. On any given street in the town, you can see a detached art deco 1960s house standing right next to a near-derelict one, with an apartment block built behind it, close by to an old stone villa, complete with a satellite dish. This mish-mash of styles is simply another aspect of a town that is constantly under development. Personally, I'd like to live on the lower storey of the villa with the satellite dish, because I prefer to be down to earth, and have my feet firmly planted in the soil.
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