Ancient Monuments & Golden Peace of Mind on Gozo

Be vigilant; guard your mind against negative thoughts.
~ Buddha, 563-483 B.C.

Ramla Bay, Gozo

“If you do any digging in the Maltese islands, you’re bound to find something—it’s all just one big museum,” said Amy Pace of Sliema. “When the streets of M’dina were being repaved about four years ago, they discovered they had hit a buried column of an old Roman temple.”

Indeed, the list of artifacts found in this archipelago could be longer than the Dead Sea Scrolls, and the variety of cultures that have called the island home perhaps considered more diverse than membership in the European Union.

Malta’s sister island of Gozo, just a speck in the Mediterranean at a mere 9.5 miles long by four wide,  lays claim to a pretty big boast in the annals of archaeology.  Its home to Ggantija, the oldest free-standing structure in the world, built in 3600 B.C., pre-dating the pyramids by nearly 1,000 years.

The largest megalithic complex in the Maltese islands, Ggantija stands on the southeast slope of Xagħra hill, overlooking Ramla valley, southern Gozo, and beyond to Malta, five miles away.  The site is composed of two temples spanning more than 120 feet, and enclosed by a single huge outer wall, which reaches almost twenty feet in height.  The gigantic dimensions of the megaliths used to build the temples fired local legend that the structures were built by giants, thus, the name they still enjoy today.

“We believe the site of this temple was considered a significant place for this civilization for easily 1,000 years before the Ggantija monument was built,” archaeologist Reuben Grima told me.  “At one point, it became important to the people to monumentalize the location, which is an expression of their culture and values developing.  Creating structures such as Ggantija indicate that how the society was organizing itself changed dramatically. As an agricultural society is established, the people are more invested in a place than they would have been as hunters. That shift in sustenance creates a very different sense of place, and perhaps the beginning of a local identity.”

From Ggantija, my companions and I hurtled through another millennium in the span of a few miles. Traversing winding roads in quest of Bronze Age relics, we found ourselves at the crossroads of Ta Cenc.  A sign pointed ahead to “Dolmens,” under which was noted “Private Property.”  I was reminded of the Wizard of Oz’s scarecrow at the fork in the Yellow Brick Road, his arms crossed and simultaneously pointing Dorothy in opposite directions.  After only modest debate, we decided the dolmens wouldn’t be advertised if there wasn’t an invitation to take a look, albeit with respect.

We slowly lurched forward on a rutted road, with farmland on our right, and a rocky field to our left, our eyes scanning for large stones that appeared to be strategically placed, versus scattered by nature.   Suddenly I saw the iconic structure of two upright stones, and one across the top of them.  I cried out, the car was shifted into park and we jumped out, leaving the doors wide open as we made our way toward the dolmens.

We crossed an expanse of pockmarked stone from which succulent plants sprouted, stepping carefully to avoid trampling  tiny flowers.  Reaching the standing stones, we enjoyed the north-facing view from their perch on the high plateau.  On the other side of a vast valley was another hill, capped with another larger stone structure in golden hues.

“Dolmens indicate a burial site, often placed cliff-side to provide a view and place of prominence,” Clive Cortis, of Malta’s Museum of Archaeology later told me. “These monuments, like others on the Maltese islands, date back to the period from 2500 B.C. – 800 B. C.  The dead were cremated, and the ash put in urns that were placed in the ‘window’ of the dolmen.”

Continuing our time travel, we next fast-forwarded almost another thousand years, arriving at the honey-colored hilltop monument we had seen from afar while at Ta Cenc.  The Citadella is Gozo’s old capital, its defensive location fortified further with massive bastions.   On the exterior wall of the Citadel is a Latin inscription dated “Roman Emperor AD 138 – 161,” which translated reads:

“The people of Gozo (set up this inscription by Public Subscription) in honor of Marcus Allius Rufus of the Quirine Tribe, Son of Caius, for his merits on being raised to the rank of Knight by the Divine Antonius Pius Augustus and thereby also honoring his father, Caius Vallius Postumus, Patron of the Municipium.”

“Excavations inside and around the citadel have yielded various remains from different cultures, like the Phoenicians, Romans, Arabs, Medieval and 17th century Knights of St. John,” said Cortis.  “After the 1551 attack by the Turks on the island, in which almost the entire population was taken into slavery, the Knights refortified the city with new bastions.   From then until the 17th century, a law stated that nobody could sleep outside the city walls.”

While that meant as many as 5,000 once slumbered inside the Citadel’s gates, residents today number far fewer.   In fact, I wasn’t sure if there were any residents at all calling this hilltop home when wandering its narrow, maze-like medieval alleys.  Profusions of golden flowers spilled from the crumbling facades of fallen buildings, and ancient doors had keys visible in the locks.

George Refalo, a resident of nearby Rabat,  said there are 11 people who still live at the Citadel—among them the “court attendant,” who is mandated to live in close proximity, should the need arise to open the Court in an emergency.  Such a need today is admittedly few and far between, but the tradition persists.   Refalo noted the attendant is also responsible for the timing of the citadel’s clock, which chimes every quarter of an hour.  Because it is weight-driven, it needs human intervention on a daily basis.

3 thoughts on “Ancient Monuments & Golden Peace of Mind on Gozo”

  1. These photos are exquisit, thank you. I also enjoyed the article, such a blessing to view all this beauty and then that you are able to communicate this to folks like me that travel the road through you !

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