Doors of Algiers

by Teri Popp, Tastemaker in Residence & photographer

Cindi Sutter and I share a love of a doors; to be more specific, the doors found on foreign soils. So to kick-off this lovely look at the doors across the continent, it’s my pleasure to present the doors of Algiers.

In ways that only hundreds of years of aging can do, their palettes are rich with color and stains, their craftsmanship beckons to a time gone by and the ones that usually beg us to open the handle and come in quite possibly are either broken, waiting for a friend to visit, or need some TLC.

As you browse through the doors of Algiers; if you click on the photo, it will take you to my original travel article entitled, Algiers, Algeria—البهجة “The White City”. For the sturdy, adventurous traveler, a trip to the white walled city of Algiers may appeal. The Cabash of Algiers is a great place to begin.

We begin with the doors below surrounded by visible signs of life. Scooters, a garden courtyard, graffiti, or beautiful store front panels. Click here to learn what’s behind the stain glass doors. Upon entering the casbah, we first visited the Bahia House, a private home where we enjoyed mint tea with the home owner and her lovely daughters. Beautiful tiles adorned every wall, and we were privileged as Mrs. Bahia shared her mother’s traditional dress, as well as Algerian hospitality.

A couple of the doors below have padlocks on them…it makes you wonder if this is really a door that ever let’s you in, or just a door that’s lost it’s value as a proper entrance. Now, don’t you want to see the backdoor? Is there a backdoor? I wonder what the writing above one of the doors below actually says?