Since arriving here, I’ve been asked many times what I think of Florence, both by curious friends back home and by city-proud locals. There’s no doubt that I love Florence, and I fill my reply with various clichés: the food is delicious, the culture second-to-none, the people so welcoming. Although this answer is hardly untrue and represents my experiences closely enough, I now recite it without a second thought, without even the briefest examination of my specific emotions. Perhaps it’s time to step back and probe more closely my reactions to Florence. Sight, smell, taste, touch, hearing: every morning when I step outside, Florence bombards all my senses at once.