We rented an apartment a 5 minute bus ride away from the town centre. Based on the glowing reviews on Tripadvisor, I figured I couldn't go wrong with Lefka Apartments. The lovely Evita and her manager, Anna were so warm and welcoming. The studio was spotless, beautifully decorated and well furnished.
Since neither Steve nor I are sun-bathers (to the bemusement of the owners and fellow travelers), we visited the town everyday. I liken sunbathing to being slowly roasted alive in a wood-fired oven. A close friend of mine knows me well. Whenever we went out to a cafe, she would sit in the sun and ensure that there was a well shaded spot for me or else I would metamorphosed into a whiny brat. Her favorite nickname for me? Vampire. Yes, Penny, I'm talking about you.
In hindsight, we should've stayed in town. I couldn't resist the fish market and produce store. It was a lifetime ago when I saw fish and produce so fresh. The fish literally came from the sea and went straight to the fishmongers. The honeydew melons were sweet, juicy and tasted of honey.
My favorite fruit and veggie shop. When I'm traveling, there's nothing that made me more excited than checking out the food markets, supermarkets and restaurants. I spent 6€ each time and I staggered out of the shop with bags and bags of produce.
Our diet in Chania consisted of fish, vegetables and fruit.
I have this aversion for oranges. I can't bear the smell nor taste of them but I don't have a problem drinking orange juice. I can't stand the sight of peels nor seeds. I guess that came from the days when my relatives happily told me that if I swallowed a seed, they'll grow right out of my mouth. Argh. However, these Cretan oranges blew me away. Anyway, I couldn't believe the sight of these GIANT mandarins. They were unbelievably sweet and juicy. I must've eaten at least 15 kgs of these suckers when I was in Crete.
From this, to this
L and Steve inhaled these tiny fish faster than I could fry them up. They were lightly coated with seasoned flour and deep fried in olive oil and served with lemon wedges.
Incredibly fresh fish! We bought 10€ worth of baby octopus and fish and it took us 3 days to finish everything. Bear in mind, I have two BIG eaters.
I loved wandering aimlessly through the narrow streets behind the old harbor. I adore the Venetian architecture with a hint of Turkish influence.
Aga Tzami, a former Turkish mosque on Daliani St
Ahhhh....memories. My grandmother had one of these and I darn near sew part of my hand onto a piece of cloth when I stepped on the pedal.
Street style photography in the style of Garance Dore and Scott Schuman of the Sartorialist. Just kidding.
Mosque of Kioutsouk Hassan, built in 1645 is the oldest Ottoman building in Crete
Since neither Steve nor I are sun-bathers (to the bemusement of the owners and fellow travelers), we visited the town everyday. I liken sunbathing to being slowly roasted alive in a wood-fired oven. A close friend of mine knows me well. Whenever we went out to a cafe, she would sit in the sun and ensure that there was a well shaded spot for me or else I would metamorphosed into a whiny brat. Her favorite nickname for me? Vampire. Yes, Penny, I'm talking about you.
In hindsight, we should've stayed in town. I couldn't resist the fish market and produce store. It was a lifetime ago when I saw fish and produce so fresh. The fish literally came from the sea and went straight to the fishmongers. The honeydew melons were sweet, juicy and tasted of honey.
My favorite fruit and veggie shop. When I'm traveling, there's nothing that made me more excited than checking out the food markets, supermarkets and restaurants. I spent 6€ each time and I staggered out of the shop with bags and bags of produce.
Our diet in Chania consisted of fish, vegetables and fruit.
I have this aversion for oranges. I can't bear the smell nor taste of them but I don't have a problem drinking orange juice. I can't stand the sight of peels nor seeds. I guess that came from the days when my relatives happily told me that if I swallowed a seed, they'll grow right out of my mouth. Argh. However, these Cretan oranges blew me away. Anyway, I couldn't believe the sight of these GIANT mandarins. They were unbelievably sweet and juicy. I must've eaten at least 15 kgs of these suckers when I was in Crete.
From this, to thisL and Steve inhaled these tiny fish faster than I could fry them up. They were lightly coated with seasoned flour and deep fried in olive oil and served with lemon wedges.
Incredibly fresh fish! We bought 10€ worth of baby octopus and fish and it took us 3 days to finish everything. Bear in mind, I have two BIG eaters.
I loved wandering aimlessly through the narrow streets behind the old harbor. I adore the Venetian architecture with a hint of Turkish influence.
Aga Tzami, a former Turkish mosque on Daliani St
Ahhhh....memories. My grandmother had one of these and I darn near sew part of my hand onto a piece of cloth when I stepped on the pedal.
Street style photography in the style of Garance Dore and Scott Schuman of the Sartorialist. Just kidding.
Mosque of Kioutsouk Hassan, built in 1645 is the oldest Ottoman building in Crete
again, simply beautiful photos! n tt of ur little girl, frame it! how come you can cook there? u rented a house?
ReplyDeleteThank you, Terri! This was the only photo she didn't try to pose like a girl from America's Next Top Model. Argh.
ReplyDeleteWe rented a studio apartment with a small kitchenette. I bought a book about Cretan cuisine so I was busy trying out the recipes the whole time I was in Chania.
Hey Marlene, I can't believe I've never found this part of your journal until now! LOVE Chania, it is like no other part of Greece I'd experienced at the time and was totally magical. Laughed out loud at the vampire reference, but shhhhhhh I thought that was a secret?! hee hee
ReplyDeletePenny, re: vampire, I think you coined that term for me! I vaguely remembered you mentioned that you visited a few Greek Islands. That was a few years ago, right?
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