Codgers

As I have mentioned before, the coffee house is the domain of Greek men, mostly codgers like the ones pictured here. They sit around out front and shoot the breeze, I don't think that they ever go home to sleep. They check out everyone that goes by, they don't miss anything. They can probably tell you everything that goes on up in the Chora.



This alleyway is about the only way to get up into the main area of the town. Cars, trucks, motorcycles by the dozen and pedestrians all have to get through this narrow passageway. In order to get up the hill you have to pass these sentinels, day or night. Notice how they have both sides of the road covered. Sometimes there are eight or so guys out there.



This cafe is also one of the few places open in the morning where you can get Greek coffee. I like mine medium sweet. You can order black, medium sweet or very sweet.



FYI, Greek coffee is really Turkish coffee. However, unless you are looking for a fight, order Greek coffee in Greece. I saw two Greek archaeologists having a heated conversation about this very subject. The patriotism of one of the people was being questioned because they dared to ask for Turkish coffee. Animosity between Turks and Greeks goes way back, and is still alive and well today.



More soon.