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THE CITY 'LOST

Fabio Cappelli

the first part of the path

Tuscany as we know it is a region that has known in its territory the succession of many civilizations and historical eras, from the distant past to go to the Etruscan and Roman rule, yet the Middle Ages, the Renaissance and so up to the present day.
Every age has given to citizens of the twenty-first century, a priceless heritage which all too often we tend to forget, jewels of art and urban archiettonica that are the result of the genius of our ancestors, their need to find harmony with environment that already carries with it an immense intrinsic value and that they received from the raw materials to build simple and durable big cities, castles, villages and settlements that have come down to us.

the keep

There are cities that have experienced ups and downs and other prosperous periods of decline, the villages once a bustling center of commercial activity, which change with the centers of gravity 's economy has experienced a gradual population decline, while the opposite semi-deserted villages, they found, in line with recent trends of a slow return to living a new life!
The city that I want to talk but does not fall into any of these categories, this city is now part of the session nature, swallowed up by it a long time ago, a city that has seen around 1200, a period of splendor and is now just a set of ruins at the mercy of the elements, you want to talk about the lost city of Castelvecchio.
When I took us for the first time, at the exact moment when, at the end of a rough path in the thick of the forest I found before me a tower that soared by a sea of \u200b\u200bgreen I was amazed, a marvel dictated by simply because you do not expect!
The first feeling that pervades the observer is amazement, not infrequently in fact, for those who love long walks in nature happen to come across the ruins of old fortifications medieval churches of isolated or sighting of any outpost, Castelvecchio but no, there is much more down the path and then up along the rocky outcrop that is home to the keep, it in fact offers the visitor a view of a real lost city, a small forest of Angkor in our house!
Post currently within the boundaries of the municipality of San Gimignano, Castelvecchio was in times past fought by the same San Gimignano and Volterra, bitter battles fought by the two rival powers did several times before slipping into the borders of one either party to the walled city for a short period also proved to stand up to the role of a free commune, but too weak to ensure a lasting independence as it was crushed by the hegemonic aims to close so cumbersome, in short, the end of 1300 under entering the final sphere of influence of San Gimignano, Castelvecchio, now no longer a strategic stronghold, impoverished by the previous looting and its population decimated by the Black Death, experienced a rapid decline to the point that the news we report that by the end of 1600, what was once the great castle was now only a village that nature, the only real winner, was recovering in itself.
Today, as I anticipate, Castelvecchio is a lost city, invisible to most, if not penetrating Quach kilometers to walk in the lush and wild scrub, once you can see the remains of a village that the modern civilization has unfortunately lost, a surreal place where the passage can still hear the echo of voices and noises of people who lived here, wandering through the ruins you can fly with your imagination trying to imagine what life was like for those who lived more than 600 years ago!
Now, as then, the houses, now fallen, were newspaper space within which the activity takes place for families, inside we saw children and adults who enlivened the intimacy of the hearth, while looking out on the streets came alive every day the comings and goings of citizens who enlivened the plaza, shops, places of worship and buildings dedicated to institutional life, certainly we would see merchants, craftsmen, workers engaged in their activities, the guards of the garrison walls, clergymen intent to spread the Gospel, but everything, even if ever corresponded to the reality of those times, took shape only in the most imaginative minds, in fact, this whole life is not nothing but praised the cold stone ruins on whether itself after centuries of silence and solitude, interrupted occasionally by the soft voices of the rare visitors to the site.
The last point has a bitter taste, dictated by the finding that an archaeological site of such high cultural and historical value to this day knows the almost complete abandonment by all those bodies to maintain, monitor and develop a site that is a direct witness of our past, confident of a rapid change of course before that the last traces are lost forever, I invite everyone to spend a clipping of his time to go see the ruins of Castelvecchio!