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.
Monday 19 May 2008
Sun, sea and derelict houses
This sign is hanging above a real estate office for primarily non-Greek EU citizens from Northern Europe wanting to buy retirement homes in Crete. The room above the arch is basically part of a dilapidated old building; the boys playing under it are children of immigrants. The photo was taken in the Splantzia suburb of Hania, where tourists are likely to walk around in the 'romantic' alleys of the old town (which is why a lot of real estate agents base their offices in this area), completely oblivious to the social problems inherent to the region.
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That's why we should try to be travelers and not tourists... only those come to really know the country, places and people!
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