Archive for April 16th, 2008
After our walk, Erica and I started to get hungry. My cousin strongly recommended eating anywhere in the village, and so I saw out of the corner of my eye a gyros/souvlakeria and decided we should eat there.
The cook was a matronly woman who was very shy, but agreed to let me take a picture of her doing her cooking.
The proprietor or local gadfly was very friendly and insisted that I drink the local wine. When I tried to explain to him the nature of drinking and driving, he explained the need to take things slowly. After my lessons yesterday, I agreed and drank.
When the gyros arrived, Erica and I were stunned by the size.
The top layer pictured to the left was full of french fries. Once you removed the french fries there was a huge amount of mean underneath.
We were both very happy eating this giant gyros.
As we sat and enjoyed the time passing away, a couple of dogs came around, and I suppose because I do miss my dog, I snapped some photos of the puppies as they lounged in the sun.
At some point an older dog came around, and the puppies tried to assert their dominance.
The older dog on the right let them bug her and then at some point, just gave up and put the two puppies in their place. The yellow puppy ran away. The black/brown puppy was not as easily intimidated. The owner had to come out and chase the posturing dogs away. Posturing dogs are not great for business. Hard to walk through them…
April 16th, 2008
I offer this picture from Archanes with no comment
April 16th, 2008
I really enjoyed that Archanes had a real local downtown that had not yet been obliterated by Costco and Walmart or other big-box retailers. There were a variety of small stores selling daily goods. And those small stores were what created the local life.
Although this is not a store it is a center for the soldiers of the resistance against the Nazis.
Here we have a grocer/supermarket
and a jeweler
and an iron worker.
April 16th, 2008
Today my wife had to attend the Eurographics 2008 conference, so Erica, a classmate from Stanford who was here as the spouse, and I decided to go for a quick drive.
My cousin Kostas Tsigaridis who had lived on Crete for many years in Heraklion while he worked on his BS, MS and Ph.D. in Chemistry had strongly recommended we go to Archanes. He said that was the last truly pretty village of Crete.
The drive to the village was made worse by the Piece of Shit GPS system that we used. There is a fine easy to use road that will quickly take one to Archanes. Unforutnately the GPS had stale map information so it took us along one of those scenic Cretan 1 lane roads that are bi-directional with a cliff to one side.
On the positive side it did allow us to take take in some pretty vistas of the interior of Crete.
The village has a lot of well preserved traditional homes with their traditional colors, and traditional verandas that are decorated with many potted plants. We were able to peak through open doors and take pictures of the interior.
One of the more interesting aspects of the village was that the signs were all traditional hand-painted signs of the form that used to adorn all village stores throughout Greece. This is, in my mind, is another example of Greece in many ways becoming less fawning of foreign styles and prouder of it’s own heritage. Only 20 years ago, the notion of a Greek store with a Greek sign on an island with this many tourists would have been laughable.
Like all villages there were a great many older men who were walking around taking in the sounds or drinking their coffees in the local kafenion.
The gentlemen in this photo were gossiping about the local hotties.
As we walked around the village we took pictures of the small houses
including the only three story building.
April 16th, 2008
