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.
Wednesday, 8 April 2009
Concert
This poster reminds me of the way I grew up in New Zealand. Every week, there'd be a showing of a Greek film at the local cinema. It is a meaningless poster to most people living in the area, but to the immigrant minority of Albanians in Hania, this is the night they're going to get dressed up to the nines.
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A night out to reconnect to roots!
ReplyDeleteείναι καλό να έχεις δεσμούς με την πατρίδα όταν ζεις σε ξένο κράτος, και είναι καλύτερο όταν σέβεσαι τους κανόνες αυτού του καράτους και έχεις τον σεβασμό των πολιτών του.
ReplyDeleteWe all have our favourites - I suppose.
ReplyDeleteHe looks OK. Like a bouzoukia singer (shiny shirt, suit etc.). I wonder what he sounds like :-)
ReplyDeleteI looked him up and have some of his music playing in the background right now, very plaintive and a little hypnotic. I imagine it's quite an experience especially if you've had a little wine.
ReplyDeleteYep, I too remember what that's like.
ReplyDeleteYou have a blessed Holy Week.
These days, with the economic crisis, people need something to relax and have fun.
ReplyDeleteThis is an interesting post. It is somethin different for me.
ReplyDeletePril is April?
ReplyDeleteCool post, Dear.
Aloha-
probably in albanian (not greek)
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