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.
I think traders get into habits and just fill their time waiting and that is another day gone.Does it rain often ? He may have a large plastic sheet.
ReplyDeleteI our part of the world such considerations are paramount.
You have to see Monastiraki or Piraeus street every Sunday. You can't pass by the area. And when we have a feast(πανηγύρι) it happens exactly the same.
ReplyDeleteAh, so more than meets the eye here.
ReplyDeleteIs the dressing room and mirror behind a tree? hehe I bought fake Levi's in the middle of our shuk/agora. The guy put carton around to build me a tiny private from the waist down place to try them on. It was strange.
Wow, you have two afternoons a week closed? I still remember when small Israeli shops closed every Tuesday afternoon and from 2 to 4 pm.
Are your stores closed on Sunday?
I love my visits to your town!
ReplyDeleteAloha from mine-
He is not going to do much business there probably, but when I am overseas I am likely to at least look at street traders I come across.
ReplyDeleteHi from another Kiwi, I see your counter says I am fromNapier, but thats not true. I am South Island born and bred, living in Picton.
We also seem to have landed in the right place!