portugal - gateway to my childhood
the time i spent in portugal growing up i was always mesmerized by the various gates and doors of the country. the vivid colors would catch my attention like a siren song. the ornate knockers beckoned me to give them a tap. when i was young, these doors loomed over me like titans. they always felt like a gateway to another world, another adventure waiting behind sprawled wrought iron. returning to portugal as an adult, the doors no longer loom over me, the curiosity i had as a child may be gone, but i still find these doors enchanting all the same.
