If there was ever a blog to really show the true colours of my weirdness, it'd be this one. Last year as we raced around this continent, I couldn't help but notice the pretty doors of Europe. Doors here, Doors there. Doors on churches, doors on average streets. Restaurant doors, hostel doors. Graffitied doors, solid wooden doors. They. were. all. so. BEAUTIFUL!
I would often be walking along a street and suddenly stop to snap a pic, only to have Curtis realise 5 minutes later when i wasn't in arms reach. He'd have to double back and drag me and my awe inspired face away.
Now before you go 'That's it, she's lost it!'... I found this in Florence.... a shop selling miniature versions of the wonderful doors in the city! Somebody else shares my appreciation!
So please enjoy my little tour of the doors of Europe....