This convent, apparently newly built, actually has many more ‘years and history than you might imagine.
Although we did not find precise information about its origin, it is certainly medieval and it looks like its name indicates a nearby hill, where once was located a pagan temple.
Indeed, some sources claim that it was built by St. Francis of Assisi, who, praying in these places, discovered a spring of water, very precious to the inhabitants of this land, that they decided to thank him giving the land for the construction of convent.
We drive along narrow roads in the woods, until, arrived, we head to find an entrance.
We go into one of the four galleries that made the structure of the monastery and we remain surprised to still find everything in order … we start to have doubts about his real state of disrepair.
Bedrooms furnished with beds and wardrobes, kitchens, numerous coats, small altars, various objects and installations relating to the church and his masses occupy part of the countless rooms arranged on three floors of each gallery.
Intrigued, we begin to look for the church, and we find it almost immediately.
Amazing how functional is the ecclesiastical architecture in to hear the man a small insect before God. And while we are greeted by these walls, we admire all that surrounds us, just shivering at seeing chandeliers, statues, murals, benches, confessionals and altar still intact and cared.
So we go in the direction of the cloister (not large but with the well in the center) to search in vain for the door that leads to the bell tower.
With some difficulty, we find the door that welcomed us in this labyrinthine convet, and we leave this place where hundreds of years ago was walking this religious poet, who later became a saint, who gave us this beautiful afternoon of exploration, to us, and to you who are reading.