in the umbrella pines.
Made it to Chiesa di Santa Maria dell’Orazione e Morte. A church run by an old foundation created to care for the remains of the unknown dead. There were once several crypts but they were destroyed when the Tiber walls were created, now there is only one crypt/’cemetarium’ left.
We were fortunate that the cemetarium was open; we were all alone down there. Still thinking about the vertebral chandeliers and their finger-bone details, and what they signify for the poor and forgotten…what were their makers thinking about?
As we were just about to climb up the stairs and out, someone turned off the lights…had a brief, comically terrifying moment.