What is this Mala kita, you ask? It’s not just a peak, a dot on the map. Mala kita in Dubrovnik is a silent witness. It has watched centuries unfold, empires rise and fall. Since the 7th century, when Dubrovnik, or Ragusa as it was known then, emerged from the ashes of Epidaurum. From its lofty height, Mala kita observed Dubrovnik’s golden age. It saw merchant ships, laden with spices and silks from distant lands, sail in and out of the bustling harbor. It witnessed the city’s clever diplomacy, how it navigated the treacherous waters of Venetian and Ottoman power. But Mala kita also felt the tremors of disaster. It shuddered during the devastating earthquake of 1667, which reshaped Dubrovnik’s landscape. And in more recent times, it bore witness to the siege of 1991, when the city, once a symbol of peace and prosperity, endured months of bombardment. Though silent, Mala kita holds these stories within its rocky slopes. It’s a reminder that even in the face of adversity and change, Dubrovnik’s spirit, like Mala kita itself, has remained unbroken.
Sv. Martin
“A church tucked away in a guardhouse?” you might ask. Yes, right here, before the grand Golden Gate of Diocletian’s