Thursday's Child: St. Mary's Basilica, Krakow

Thursday, August 21, 2014

I said it last week, but it bears repeating: Europe is so magnificent that even the less popular cities are full of astonishing beauty.

Before we planned this summer’s trip, the only thing I knew about Krakow was its reputation for being the loveliest city in Poland. I couldn’t have told you anything else, but because it was a not-too-distant drive from Berlin (our other destination), it made for an intriguing choice.

Of course I read about Krakow before we went. But even so, I was awestruck at the beauty of St. Mary’s Basilica. Located just off Krakow’s Main Market Square, we visited the basilica because, well, it was supposed to be beautiful and we were in the area.

Then we walked into a place of worship that’s the equal of anything else we’ve seen. As gorgeous as Notre Dame. As impressive as Hagia Sophia. As ornate as St Petersburg’s Church on Spilled Blood

And the trip planner, the one who blogs about her travels and constantly dreams about where she'll go next, hadn't even heard of it before this summer.

St. Mary’s is home to the largest Gothic altarpiece in the world. This three-panelled carving depicts the lives of Jesus and Mary. Carved from linden wood, the altarpiece is made up of over 200 figures and decorations. It’s considered one of Poland’s great treasures, and was dismantled and hidden for part of the Second World War, although it was later discovered and taken to Germany. It survived heavy bombing and was returned to Krakow in 1957.

The altarpiece, the vaulted stained glass windows, and the high cobalt ceilings dotted with golden stars, all added to the sense of magnificence. My words won’t do it justice, but I hope our photos can.

The exterior of the church is equally fascinating as what lays inside, and that’s because of the legend attached to it.

We were fortunate to be near the basilica at noon, because of the tradition that takes place there, on the hour, every hour, every day of the year. After the clock chimes, a trumpet player enters the ornate watchtower and plays a short tune four times, once each through the north, south, east and west windows. Each time he plays a few bars, then stops abruptly. (The entire ritual is played daily on Polish National Radio at noon.)

Of course, there’s a reason for that. The tune is the hejnal, a short piece of music that used to be played at the opening and closing of the city gates, and as a warning of fire or enemy activity. During the Tartar invasions in 1241, a watchman in the tower noticed invaders preparing to climb the city walls to attack it. He played his trumpet to warn the townspeople of danger. The enemies saw him and pierced his throat with an arrow in the middle of the song. But in the meantime, his warning had given Krakow citizens ample time to meet the challenge.

See the trumpet, just inside the upper central window?
And in an enduring tribute, they play the shortened tune in his honour, once an hour, every day of the year.

A stunning church with a bittersweet story? It just doesn’t get any better than that.*

*Yes, there are other, more prosaic legends behind this tradition. But this is the story I like the best, and I’m sticking with it.


Pam said...

I agree with you about the beauty of Europe. The church is magnificent, as are many of them throughout Europe. You told a great story, bittersweet, for sure. Your photos are excellent with all the amazing architecture. Thanks for sharing!

Vi said...

What a sad and poetic story and I can't believe how even a mostly unknown town can be so glorious. Your travel posts make me want to go back to Europe so bad!!

Juliana said...

Beautiful pictures Beth...thank you so much for sharing them and for the stories....amazing!
Hope you are having a fun week :D

Liz That Skinny Chick Can Bake said...

Wow, those vaulted ceilings, the stained glass, the magnificent altar...just a gorgeous church! Thanks for sharing it with us all!

Mary @ The World Is A Book said...

Wow! This just looks so beautiful! I am always in awe of European churches and this one is stunning. I can probably spend hours inside this church. What a sad history behind the trumpet player but I'm glad this tradition has been carried on for years.

Gloria Baker said...

Beth how beautiful church ! And really amazing story.I love visit churchs I think always have sometjong special.

Joanne said...

Oh wow, that is one beautiful church!

Inger @ Art of Natural Living said...

Lovely visit. I found your last comment about different legends especially interesting. My oldest has been giving tours for a summer job and she has found the same thing, even in a much younger small resort area.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful, beautiful pictures! I love that you have visited so many places--big and small--and appreciate them all.

Claudia said...

This is indeed beautiful (sound so trite!). And poignant. So perfect that the trumpet player is still honored today.

Angie's Recipes said...

The church looks magnificent!

Anonymous said...

Wow, so stunning. I know I bet even the photos don't do it justice as in real life it would just take your breath away. So large and ornate.

Marcela said...

I'm living there! I'm passing this church everyday ;p

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