Crête - Chania - Second day

We dedicated the second day to exploration and rest.

This grandiose day started with breakfast on our terrace. It was already sunny and hot. We were served coffee (good), orange juice (not so good, but the best one we would enjoy), yogurt and honey, breads, cakes, ham, cheese...
Below us the harbor was starting to wak up. The boat tour guys were arranging brochures, small trucks drivers were making deliveries to the many tavernas...

We started our tour in the old town and venetian part of the city. We walked randomly in the streets choosing our destiny at every intersection...meaning going left or right. Shade was quite often a factor in the decision. The streets were tiny, crooked, bordered by old buildings looking their age and some very nicely renovated. There were real houses, boutique hotels, restaurants, the nicest art galleries we would see... Very quickly we noticed chairs everywhere. Not only in the cafés, but by the doors, on the sidewalk... later in the trip we will pass by trucks carrying chairs. Chairs by the door are made for resting in the evening and watching people pass by. On a side walk they prevent people from parking infront of a house, they don't reserve a spot.

After the venetian part, we perused the turk side... once again tiny crooked streets with much more deteriorated beautiful buildings. We saw a church that used to be a mosque that used to be a church... Thus it has a steeple and a minaret.

Time for lunch : we stopped at the indoor market where they sell souvenirs and fresh food. Fresh food constited of the usual suspects : fish, meat, veggies, fruits... The butchers were selling whole rabbits, goats, lambs. We bought some tomatoes and peaches to have a picnic on the balcony.

In Crete people usually eat lunch around 1 or 2 pm and then nap/rest from 3 to 5... so we did so!

In the evening we walked to the lighthouse. An agricultural and local craft fair was starting. There was a professional exhibition presenting the greatness of some Cretan products...clearly we were not the targeted audience. The more public side was more attractive with food stands, honey-wine-raki tasting, potteries and embroideries... We listen (not too long) to some Shepperd songs.

The not so good : let's talk about OJ. I expected to drink awesome fresh juice every morning. Instead of that, we were offered a chemical light-orange drink that reminded me of a powdery drink we had in France when I was young called "Tang".