Cretans have been the children of the Aegean even since the time of Minos and Talos. They traveled, learned, explored, carried the island’s soul to the farthest corners of the Mediterranean. But they always found their way back home...

The power of a verse lies in its authenticity. If combined with a Cretan Lyra, an instrument as old as time itself, these two become one. A strong, loud, irresistible combination...

The Greek world filotimo is roughly translated as pride. However, as easy as it might be to define it eventually accurately,

Zeus was raised in the Cretan highlands long before he was named Xenios, the patron of hospitality and guests.

When a place can provide you with everything you ask for, can it be compared with any other destination?

How much wisdom can fit in four small verses? Is there any limit to the spirit and strength a quatrain can hold? How much authenticity does folk poetry carry? If you have not heard even one mantinada, you will find it difficult to answer.