Doors 199 – Porto doors (Part 12)
So here it is. You have been most patient with my series on Porto doors, and today I bring you my last post on what was a doorscursion and a half last June. In graffiti speak, this would be called a ‘dregs’ piece – using up what is left behind, and as such it is a rather eclectic collection. June seems so very, very far away, but seeing these pictures brings me comfort as we enter the dark winter period.
I hope you enjoy this selection.
First up is the most popular café in Porto, the Majestic Café, with its stunning facade – a number one destination for tourists, and you can see why.


The remaining doors are from different parts of the city, photographed over three magical days.








Farewell fair Porto – next week I might have a few Bristol doors to share.
If you have made it this far, you probably like doors, and you really ought to take a look at the No Facilities blog by Dan Anton who has taken over the hosting of Thursday Doors from Norm 2.0 blog. Links to more doorscursions can be found in the comments section of Dan Anton’s Thursday Doors post.
by Scooj
The Majestic Cafe is aptly named. The tall, stone, fortress-like building is beautiful. I wish the doors were cleaned up, but it still makes a good impression. I never like seeing doors that have fallen too far into disrepair. I doubt some of these will be brought back.
This was a fruitful trip, as far as doors are concerned, and these were good leftovers.
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Thank you. Looking forward to something a bit different next week.
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More fabulous examples
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Thank you.
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Not dregs at all, Scooj. Each is splendid in its own way. I loved that interior. Hugs.
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Thank you Teagan
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The façade of the café Majestic is gorgeous and inside looks very inviting.
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Unfortunately the queue was way too big for us to wait.
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Interesting places seem to have the longest queue.
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Always have loved your door posts. The rustic, worn colors; remnants of the many lives which have passed through those portals.
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Until I stumbled across Thursday doors, I didn’t much think about them. Now I can’t pass a building without taking in the doors.
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