Itea... Itia for the older people,
Itia with the blue color to spread along its legs, the Corinthian gulf !

A multicultural city that hides in its "heart” its history, of many years - certainly 200 years back - folkways, diverse habits, because many have passed from here, coming from various parts of Greece and abroad and the most of them stayed there.

Everybody fell in love with Itia, because it gave them the “opening” of the soul and mind to the endless blue, filled them with the strong smell of the blooming gardens and the orchards, which multiplied by the scent of the bitter orange flowers this aroma is calming you, you feel jolly, happy, well-being! Years ago, people planted those, filling with colors the streets... green foliage and orange fruits... resistant to cold, to severe weather conditions. Bitter orange among lemon and orange trees. The storied Bitter orange.


Mardi Gras
When we were kids, we were dressed masquerades every night of Mardi Gras we were making groups, knocking the doors to open in order to start teasing and to recognize us, and we didn’t leave the house without treating, we waited... what else? To treat us sweet bitter orange! There was no home without homemade sweet bitter orange! And sometimes we began the Bitterorange-war – this custom is continued nowadays.... this is youth... schoolboys!
There was no neighborhood and crossroad without a Fire. Another competition for the neighborhoods and teams for the biggest fire - we had not leave any fence, anywhere we found wood, we “grab it” and if we had any wheel - we were the best! The deeper we get at Halloween and as the fasting was approaching, the cookers were prepared for another taste... the “Kolochalvas”, and if the landlady had roasted almonds.... Wow....! We must not forget and the sprinkling with cinnamon to feel the “warmth”, the sweetness and the reverie it has.