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, 22 May 2009
Kipos cafe, in the municipal park of Hania; a great place to rest and people-watch, but at a price: these two items came to 6.20 euro (never mind the fact that we have about 600 orange trees in our village fields). At least the toilets were worth it.