Isn’t an open door one of the best things in the world? I thought so while I was walking around Santorini and I saw THIS scene on the other side! Obviously, there was nothing to do but take a picture.
Haha, what’s really funny about this, is that for as inviting as it looks, I didn’t go inside. And that’s really not like me at all! I don’t know what I was thinking but I didn’t go in. Today, I would march right through and just play silly tourist if anyone said to leave. For some reason, the exquisite-ness (is that a word?) of the scene was good enough at that time. I couldn’t tell you what else is behind that door.
Maybe keeping the mystery is part of why I didn’t go in.