We went to Florence in late September. I was expecting it to be quiet, busy season dying down, mostly locals. Boy was I wrong. Tourists everywhere- snapping pictures, gawking at buildings, “oohs” and “ahs” and lines out the wazoo, waiting for entrance to museums, churches, anything- and I didn’t want any of it. To escape the claustrophobia and the dilution of beauty that tourists bring, Nick and I decided to follow something with less known history compared to the Michelangelos and Leonardos and went in search of door-knockers. There is not much known about these door adornments other than they’re intricate, have been replaced by the doorbell, and although I was too afraid to try one, I’m assuming quite loud. Evoking power and wealth and everything else intimidating, these beautiful creations of artistic functionality allude to what’s on the other side of the door. Taking you on a winding tour all over the city, they may just hold the essence of the richness of Florence.