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Balcony, Bay, Ferry, FreighterHere’s our balcony with our own private view of the bay. Our apartment was one of those set back from the front, so we could look to the left .toward the city, but not to the right. (Fortunately, that was the less interesting view.) Ferries were not arriving constantly; in fact, this is the only one I remember seeing during our stay. They might come more often during the high season, when there are many more passengers. -
View from the roof #1From the terrace on the roof we could see in any direction. Most of Sitía was to our left. -
View from the roof #2Except for the beach, the view to the right was more rural. -
Terrace tableThere were several small tables like this one on the terrace. It would have been a good place to share a late bottle of wine, but for us such indulgences belong to the past. During the hottest months, I’m sure that it gets crowded up here once the sun goes down. -
Zooming inThe camera brings the busiest part of the promenade close. This is where we found the Meráki and several other restaurants. -
October skyThis picture of the marina promenade was taken on Saturday, not long before the rain that fell while we were eating lunch at the Sitia Beach tavérna. You can see the clouds arriving in some of the preceding pictures. -
Floral scenery #1These flowers were growing in front of one of the houses we walked past Sunday morning, on our way to the archaeological museum. -
Memorial service noticesPosters on a lamppost inform passers-by of memorial services to be held for two recently deceased residents. It’s a custom in the Greek Orthodox church to hold such a service (called a mnimósino) 40 days after a person’s death. -
Floral scenery #2A profusion of blossoms partially covers the front of a building that we passed while walking through the city on a quiet Sunday morning. The stacked tables and chairs suggest the presence of a restaurant, but I don’t call seeing a sign. -
Protest banner over veterans’ memorialThis agonized message from the Sitía Action Committee (“I won’t pay. It isn’t right. I don’t want to. I can’t”) is posted over a sculpture of a dying soldier. It illustrates that Greece, while it has often acted with more passion than wisdom, has never escaped its share of suffering. -
Street (sort of) in the old part of townMonday’s streets didn’t look much busier than Sunday’s. -
TouristDorothea took this while we were looking in vain for a restaurant that seems to have closed. (As the picture may illustrate, high spirits prevailed notwithstanding.) -
Marina promenadeThis was the area where most of Sitía’s evening dining and its (rather tranquil) night life went on. The beachside restaurants where we ate lunch are well beyond this point in the direction the camera is looking. -
Portly palmsThese imposingly bulky trees represent Sitía in my memory. -
Rainbow over the bayDorothea took this from our balcony during a pause between showers on Monday afternoon. -
Rainbow’s endI took this one. I sometimes wonder if that poor freighter is still moored in Sitía Bay, perhaps a victim of the economic crisis. (But probably not.)