The nice thing about docking in Thessaloniki is that the city doesn’t make you work for it. The cruise terminal sits beside Ladadika’s cobbled streets and the waterfront promenade; Aristotelous Square is a short 10–15-minute stroll, the White Tower about half an hour if you amble. In other words, your lunch plans are a wander away, rather than a logistics exercise.


Start the day the way locals do: with koulouri Thessalonikis, the sesame ring sold from carts and bakeries across town. It’s the city’s most portable breakfast; crackly outside, soft inside, pleasingly cheap; and a good excuse to wander Ladadika en route to the squares. Histories trace koulouri back to antiquity and to this day it remains the street snack of choice for locals.
Thessaloniki also makes a strong claim as bougatsa capital; layers of hot, shattering filo around custard (or cheese, or minced meat). Try a slice near the centre (Bougatsa Giannis is a stalwart favourite) then brush the sugar from your shirt and continue on. Bougatsa’s modern Thessaloniki fame came with refugee cooks from Constantinople after 1922, which is why so many bakeries still make it by hand.


Aim to spend your first hour at the twin markets: Kapani, a century-old maze of fishmongers, spice sellers and grill smoke; and the recently restored Modiano Market, a covered hall where stalls, delis and bars line a handsome arcade. Buy olives for later, try a slice of kasseri or kefalograviera at the counter, and let the rhythm of the place set your pace.


When the sun is high, take the gentle uphill drift into Ano Poli (Old Town) for lunch that tastes like the city. Ouzeri Tsinari (one of Thessaloniki’s classic ouzeris) does shared plates that pair happily with a tiny glass of ouzo and an relaxed sense of timekeeping: grilled octopus, tomato-slicked gigantes, fried cheeses, salads sharpened with lemon. This is where you try soutzoukakia, cumin-scented Smyrna meatballs brought to Thessaloniki by Asia Minor Greeks; they’re a city staple and the plate you’ll daydream about later.
After lunch, climb five unhurried minutes to the Trigonion (Alysseos) Tower overlook on the Byzantine walls for the postcard: the Thermaic Gulf spread flat as a plate, Mount Olympus hazy on the horizon if the weather plays nice. Then amble back down through the lanes to the waterfront.

If museum-o’clock suits, the White Tower has a well-curated, compact exhibition on Thessaloniki across the ages and a roof view that repays the spiral stairs. Summer hours run into the evening; winter hours are shorter, so check before you commit.
On your way back to the ship, reward yourself with trigona Panoramatos; crisp triangles lacquered with syrup and filled to order with thick custard. Trigona Elenidi is the city’s cult stop; one triangle is ample, two is bravado.

The port is effectively in town; Ladadika begins outside the gates. Most of this loop is flat pavement, with a brief uphill to Ano Poli. If you prefer to save the climb, swap Ano Poli for an extended seafront walk and more market time, then add a leisurely White Tower visit. Thessaloniki’s long-awaited metro also opened recently, with archaeological displays in stations like Venizelou—useful if you’re back another day and want to roam further.
Opening hours and market stall occupancy shift with the seasons; check the White Tower’s timetable and Modiano/Kapani trading hours on the day, and leave a half-hour buffer before all-aboard.