What prevents it (luckily, I would say), from becoming a very popular tourist attraction is also what makes the place so unique. It is purposefully built on a small hill, and in spring, when the whole are at the convergence of the two rivers floods, the church appeared as if floating on water. During summer is very easy to reach the place (also thanks to a local railway station less than a kilometre away) and in winter if the snow isn’t too high it is a walk in a white wonderland as the building almost disappear, having the same colour as everything around it. In spring a boat is often the only mean of transportation to get to the doors of the church, but it is also the season when the hill goes back to being an island and the result is breathtakingly beautiful. The geography of the area made it also impossible for any other “substantial” building to be erected in the proximity of the church (I specified “substantial”, because there actually is a little one-storey house right next to it). Therefor the church remained isolated (in the most literal sense of the word, which comes from the Italian isola, meaning island) for close to a millennium.