The Weather was Unpredictable

Depending on the weather…

That is what Ilias said last night. If the weather looked sunny and fair, we would go downtown, take a walk, have a coffee, and eat fish at a fish taverna. This morning was hot to say the least. Sunny was an understatement. It was blazing. So we set forth to downtown Chania and it proved that mother nature never intends for things to stay the same.

 

The day started out hot and we were sweating standing still. That fact did not stop us from walking to the taxi station where we met our friend Panos who was on his way to the University. We had a nice conversation that consisted of jokes about Ilias’s deodorant that smelled like car air freshener and the daily happenings in each others lives. It was nice, but we had to leave our friend and head downtown.

 

We had the taxi drop us several blocks from the fish tavern. We walked through the tourist shop area that sold leathers, t-shirts, and jewelry. It seems that tourists season has not quite ended because there were Norwegians, Finnish, and Germans everywhere.

 

After walking a few blocks to the old harbor, we arrived at one of the coffee shops that many Greeks frequent. The coffee shop is near an old Turkish bath and one of my favorite pottery shops. I hope to purchase something from this shop one day, if only I could make up my mind what I liked the best.

 

 

After the coffee and a long chat, which was excellent, we went to the fish tavern. However, the sun did not come with us. Clouds gathered and the raindrops had a party on our heads. Luckily, Apostolis Fish Taverna has awnings that cover the outdoor seating. We enjoyed our wonderful meal with the pitter-patter sound above us. The best part was when two men in a boat arrived. As we ate, we watched as they emptied their catch into a bucket. Did they take it home? Well one man did, but the other bought his fish to the taverna. I heard that people can sell their fish the the fish tavernas, but I never witnessed it first hand. I am glad for this experience. Heck, I am glad for all of the experiences here.

Anyway…

Back to the story!

After too much wine, raki, and far too much fish, we decided to take a short walk around old town before we went home. I love the old harbor. Some of the boats look like they are out of an old movie. I guess all of Old Town has that feeling. Did I mention that as fast as the storm came the storm went? (It would rear it’s fiery again when we would arrive home.)

We passed Ilias’s (okay, mine too.) favorite place for food after a late night of drinking. Hot dogs! Greek style! (ΧΟΤ ΝΤΟΓΚ is Greek for Hot Dog.)

We had a good conversation about the buildings that are left for ruin in Old Town. It would be so nice if somebody could care for them. Most are hundreds and hundreds of years old. Well, I guess they give the pigeons a good home.

      

We searched for a restaurant that we both are dying to try out. It is a Turkish Restaurant called “The Well of the Turk”. the spice shop that we buy our spices from recommended the restaurant for those who like spicy food. After wandering down many narrow corridors, we came across the restaurant. We plan to go soon and experience spicy Turkish food. Maybe you will join us? Think about it…

We are going to go home and relax for the evening. I hope you find happiness and relaxation on your sunny, but suddenly stormy Sunday.