I've come to the realization that I have a fascination with doors. I love the mystery, the mystical possibility of a doorway, the something wonderful awaits one on the other side. It's the Alice in Wonderland of it, the what's - behind - door - number - one of it, the path to another dimension of it.
These were all taken on Goree island, best known for its role in the Atlantic slave trade. According to John, it represents a perfect example of French colonial/creole architecture. Gorgeous, breathtaking, and magical.
Door, where you been, door?