Matala Village ~ Μάταλα

Matala Μάταλα is 75 kms from
Heraklion
south by the national road, on the island of Crete in Greece.
Here is a beautiful sand beach; see our
Matala Beach
page. The village has an interesting history and plenty to explore in addition to the gorgeous beach. Of course one of the beautiful things about staying here is watching the sunset over the Libyan Sea, looking out over the islands towards Africa. Sometimes the wind blows hot and sandy from Africa.

The impressive formations of sandstone rock cliffs slide into the sea at an odd angle, creating one of the most unusual beachscapes on the island. Inside these cliffs have been carved tombs and caves over the centuries.
These tombs are now an important archaeological site and managed by the Archaeological Service. There is a small entrance fee and the caves are closed during the night-time. The village served as the port town for the Minoan palace of Phaistos between the ages of 2000BC and 200BC. Then the Romans took over and built the town of Gortys, also in the centre of the fertile Messara valley, but not on the same site as Phaistos. Hence the caves and tombs here were used by Minoans, Romans and later by Christians. In the early part of the 20th century this was a quiet fishing village. As a safe natural harbour on the bay of Messara, the waters are clean and abundant with fish life. Beatnics stayed in the caves in the 50's. Hippies lived a simple and natural life here in the 60's and 70's. They kinda took over the caves and lived there for free, the air tingled with free love and pot. Famous singers such as Cat Stevens and Joni Mitchell hung out there. Don't forget that in 1967 a military coup occurred in Greece and oppression of free speech was serious all over the country. Today the camp ground still offers very good value accommodation but the hippies have moved on. Below you can see the words of the song Carey from 1971 where Joni Mitchell sings of her experiences in Matala. An atmosphere of freedom still exists, not only in Matala, also in much of Crete and Greece. The combination of the blue, blue Mediterranean and the unusual bright white light is very condusive to metaphysical thinking and philosophy. That is why there exists a philosopher in every Greek, without the need for transcedental music or pot. And the sunsets are just as poetic today.  The beginning of the 21st century has seen Matala develop its services for its growing population and ever-increasing overseas visitors, however it is still a small place with a relaxed pace. Half Matala beach is fringed by tamarisk trees, a casual masseuse sets up a tent on the beach, some of the cafés now have terraces built up overlooking the beach. Here is our selection for Matala beachside accommodation.
Carey by Joni MitchellThe wind is in from Africa Last night I couldn't sleep Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here Carey But it's really not my home My fingernails are filthy, I got beach tar on my feet And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy French cologne
Oh Carey get out your cane And I'll put on some silver Oh you're a mean old Daddy But I like you fine
Come on down to the Mermaid Café and I will Buy you a bottle of wine And we'll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down Let's have a round for these freaks and these soldiers A round for these friends of mine Let's have another round for the bright red devil Who keeps me in this tourist town
Come on Carey get out your cane I'll put on some silver Oh you're a mean old Daddy But I like you
Maybe I'll go to Amsterdam Maybe I'll go to Rome And rent me a grand piano And put some flowers 'round my room But let's not talk about fare-thee-wells now
The night is a starry dome And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll Beneath the Matala Moon
Come on Carey get out your cane I'll put on some silver We'll go to the Mermaid Café Have fun tonight
The wind is in from Africa Last night I couldn't sleep Oh you know it sure is hard to leave here But it's really not my home
Maybe it's been too long a time Since I was scramblin' down in the street Now they got me used to that clean white linen And that fancy French cologne
Oh Carey get out your cane I'll put on my finest silver We'll go to the Mermaid Café Have fun tonight I said, Oh, you're a mean old Daddy but I like you But you're out of sight
Of course, you are very unlikely to hear this music in Matala. Much more likely you will hear Cretan music, which you can hear more about on our music pages.
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