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Archeological Museum Naxos (in the Kastro)
As I entered the Kastro of Naxos, besides the narrow alleyways and the silent Venetian walls, one destination in particular drew me in: the Archaeological Museum, housed for decades in a historic building overlooking the old town. The path there led me up narrow stone steps, past ancient archways and facades still bearing the coats of arms of Venetian noble families. Despite the late summer warmth, the air up here was pleasantly cool, and the quiet of the quarter lent my visit an almost solemn atmosphere. From the outside, the museum itself appeared simple, almost unassuming. But as soon as I opened the heavy doors and stepped into the first exhibition room, I felt transported to another time. The scent of ancient walls, mingled with a faint hint of preserved artifacts, greeted me like a soft whisper from the past. The rooms were high and flooded with light, and the building’s ancient stone arches reminded me that architecture itself is part of history. First, I explored the collection of Cycladic art for which Naxos is so famous. The Bronze Age marble figures—simple, stylized, yet full of expression—particularly captivated me. Each one seemed to tell its own story, even though they often consisted of only clean lines and simplified forms. I imagined people creating these figures more than four thousand years ago and felt an unexpected connection to them. I continued through rooms displaying ceramics, tools, and jewelry from various periods. Some pieces were delicate and elegant, others robust and functional. I was especially impressed by a collection of finely painted vessels, their patterns still vibrant with life. I lingered before them, examining the details and trying to imagine the daily lives of the people who once used these objects. Another room was dedicated to Roman and early Christian artifacts. Floor mosaics, funerary reliefs, and small everyday objects told the story of a Naxos that had experienced and absorbed many cultures over the centuries. The diversity of the exhibits allowed me to experience the island anew – not just as a holiday destination, but as a millennia-old cultural center in the heart of the Aegean Sea. I was particularly moved by a small balcony of the museum that opened onto the old town. I stepped out and looked down at the sea of white houses stretching to the blue water. The contrast between the vibrant present outside and the silent, ancient artifacts inside made me feel the significance of this museum even more intensely. It was as if the building connected both eras. As I finally left the museum and walked back through the narrow streets of the Kastro, I carried with me a feeling of deep connection to the island’s history. The visit had not only imparted knowledge, but also the quiet, almost meditative experience of being, for a moment, part of a much larger time period. The Archaeological Museum of Naxos is not merely a place of exhibition – it is a window into the past that allows you to emerge quietly, thoughtfully, and enriched. Map – Route
Kastro (Venetian Castle)
The Kastro of Naxos, the Venetian castle from the 13th century. Century, presented itself on a clear morning as a place where history and Mediterranean everyday life interlock in a special way. Already from the port, the mighty building seemed like a silent guardian over the city. The visitor began the ascent through winding alleys, accompanied by a light wind that carried the scent of sea, stone and a little of the nearby citrus trees. The closer you got to the Kastro, the more clearly its Venetian architecture became. The walls, built of solid, light stones, seemed surprisingly well preserved despite their age. Narrow windows, ramparts, and arches reminded us that this neighborhood was once a self-sufficient little empire within the city – a place where the Venetian nobles lived, protected themselves, and demonstrated their power. Within the Kastro, the atmosphere changed noticeably. The sounds of the city receded, and the alleys became even narrower, lined with buildings that had been noble palaces, residential buildings or former administrative rooms. Some still wore the family coats of arms of those Venetian families that ruled the island in the Middle Ages. The air was cooler up here, filled with the quiet echo of past steps and the fluttering of a isolated dove that circled high above the walls. In the midst of this historical backdrop, the visitor discovered the archaeological museum, which is housed in an ancient Venetian building. His collections offered an insight into millennia of Cycladic culture, but the real peculiarity lay in the way the exhibits merged with the architecture of the Kastro. The rooms seemed like silent witnesses to a long development that had begun long before the Venetian era. A short walk led to a small viewing platform. From there a remarkable view opened up: the old town lay like a white mosaic below the Kastros, and behind it glittered the Aegean. The sea seemed almost immovable, as if it were stopping by itself to keep the view over the city and the castle undisturbed. The visitor stopped and absorbed the serenity of this moment. On the other side of the castle, a narrow path led to the Catholic Cathedral, which was built during the Venetian rule. The interior was simple but dignified, and the smell of burning candles was heavily in the air. A soft wind blew through the half-open door, mixed with the silence and created an atmosphere that was both sacral and historical. When the visitor left the Kastro again, the light of the afternoon sun changed the colors of the walls. They shone in warm gold, while the shadows of the arches lay deep and mysteriously over the ground. On the way down towards the old town, the present of the Kastros still seemed to be noticeable – as if it were more than just a building, but a kind of time capsule. In the end, the impression remained of a place that not only preserves history, but still lives. The Kastro of Naxos is a monument of the past that carries equally silence, dignity and a touch of Mediterranean lightness. Map – Route