When I was in Peru, I could not help but notice the presence of blue doors amidst the beautiful native cultures. I wondered what they were all about. Later, I discovered that the blue doors were part of the cultural legacy of the Spanish colonizers. As I sat against one of the doors, I thought ‘what is my legacy when I make my exit?’. I still do not have an answer to that question. It had better be good. Can you think of your blue door?