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, 5 December 2008
Other people's rubbish
I would have liked to take these suitcases home with me - they reminded me of travelling in older times, when suitcases were made of leather and closed tight with straps. Now everyone travels with wheeled trolleys; life has changed.
Those big bulky monitors are also a thing of the past, too...
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The things we discard... it is all a bit overwhelming.
ReplyDeleteThe trike is going to be a Twofer next week - complete story then.
One man's rubbish is another man's treasure - or that is the way it ought to be...
ReplyDelete:-D My grandfather had one of these suitcases in a checker pattern with straps. It is the kind of thing you expect to see in a Morris Mini trunk...
ReplyDelete(He had a VW beetle though :-D )
Well, we see worse images somewhere else...
ReplyDeleteCan you imagine what archeologists from the future will think of us by going through our garbage dumps?
ReplyDeleteOh, I knew - believe me, I knew.
ReplyDeletehmmm. change is constant.. only hope its for the better!
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