Thursday Doors 12/1/23: Rome – Monteverde 1.

Here are some doors and views from Rome, taken one year ago. Nothing fancy nor old, just doors well used and well lived.

Monteverde, the district of Rome where amore’s father lives, reminds me of New York, not that I’ve ever visited it. It’s multicultural, not particularly rich and not particularly clean. It has green parrots, scavenger seagulls and roaming boar. (I saw two with my own eyes – but not with the camera – this Christmas. They had police escort.)

Whatever it is, I take it, since this is the only part of Rome I get to see. Why, you ask? Well… I’m a guest, and the locals are not feeling particularly touristy. And they prefer cooking to eating out. So I walk bestia around the hood, greet the doors that I know all too well by now, and occasionally click.

The photos in today’s post are from two visits in January and February last year. Another post from Monteverde in November and December will follow next week.

It starts on the Aurelia fast road by the sea. The drive takes about an hour and a half past Tarquinia and Civitavecchia. I remember how surprised I was when in Rome for the first time. I thought it was in the middle of Italy and not just 50 km from the sea.

Near Civitavecchia, the largest port around here.

One of the gates into Rome. The fact that this viaduct was built by the same architect who built the one in Genoa that collapsed in 2018 doesn’t make me feel particularly good.

This is Monteverde, the district of hospitals and residential buildings.

How rudely I cut the door of this church in half, but the upper row of windows insisted on it.

Not much in Rome is in English, that’s why I always chuckle when I see this. Maybe they misspelled “meet”.

Nothing special about this gate, so nature made sure that I click.

You have seen this one already. I call it the scariest house in Monteverde.

Born in 1930.

I love the light in Rome all year round.

Such unforced style.

There are many such painted shutters.

“And the Superman? Where will he change?” No doors no more, just leaves and trash.

This door has a new baby girl.

This door is in hiding.

This gate slightly exaggerates.

The cacophony of greens.

This restaurant was always so happening and open that I never saw this gate. With Covid it permanently closed, it seems.

The fifth door gives good views.

Some geometry.

More geometry. The space is a dog window. Approach with care.

For Thursday Doors challenge hosted by Dan at No Facilities

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