San Timoteo di Stefano Rinaldi
The great surprises of our days...
This church is old, extremely old: its roots goes back to medieval times. A huge fire destroyed most of it, but it was rebuilt in recent times (read: a couple of centuries ago).
Miraculously it survived both World War I & II bombings. Despite being in a very good shape the church was closed down in the fifties. And never reopened.
There's one peculiar fact about this place: it's extremely well hidden. The surrounding walls and houses don't give the slightest idea of the existence of a church. It's located in the city center of a big town. Thousands of people pass by every day, yet no one knows about this place.
Information is sparse and there are no interior pictures available. It's nowhere listed as patrimonial heritage and there's not the slightest mention of it on any official city website. It's hard to believe but this church is an ancient artifact drowned in a cosmopolitan world.
And there we are: three guys searching for a way in, crawling and cursing, and neglecting all eyes that stare upon us (the big city life, remember). Against all odds we found a way into this forgotten beauty. The term speechless is appropriate when we first entered this place. Absolutely no graffiti and no vandalism. The decay of sixty years and counting.
Quite apocalyptic scenery as well: the big thing in front is one of the churches pulpits that fell down. We also went up the tower; this turned out to be a real towering inferno: armed with filter masks we made our way through thick layers of pigeon feces that covered all steps. The final door leading to the bell room was blocked by 2 meters of pigeon humus. I had to crawl onto it in order to get into the room. The floor was totally out of balance because of the weight of the feces.
The walls inside the tower had names from all the bell ringers who sounded the big city bells. Names for whom the bell will never toll again...
Explored with Telefunker & Stef.