My grandparents’ house was built this way. The front door was facing the street and connected to a family room that they never used, while the back door was facing the carport and connected to a sitting room that they were always sitting in. So the back door was regarded as the front door, even by the neighbors.
Even they were surprised when someone rang the front doorbell.
My childhood home was like that too. We only ever went in the garage door on the side of the house so the front door felt foreign to me and the few times we used it felt weird.
My grandparents’ house was built this way. The front door was facing the street and connected to a family room that they never used, while the back door was facing the carport and connected to a sitting room that they were always sitting in. So the back door was regarded as the front door, even by the neighbors.
Even they were surprised when someone rang the front doorbell.
My childhood home was like that too. We only ever went in the garage door on the side of the house so the front door felt foreign to me and the few times we used it felt weird.
We also just go in through the garage. Either via car or through the door at the back. The only people using the actual main door are guests.