Yesterday friends who spend two months in Rome every fall came up by train for the day. We walked, talked, and visited San Marco. Then we walked, talked, ate and visited Santa Croce. Next we walked, talked and ate some more until they took the train back to their home away from home.
Rome is their city; Florence is mine. Rome is huge and spread out, with many centers of interest. Florence is small and compact, with the Duomo the center from which all spirals forth.