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.
Friday, 26 December 2008
No, I'm not at Starbucks, but Greeks love to copy brands, labels and names. This one is done more stylishly; I picked up the paper coffee mat at Koukouvayia cafe in Akrotiri, Hania. 'Koukouvayia' is the Greek word for 'owl'.