While
many people seek that magical loving feeling of being in two places at the same time, I
find it more endearing to literally set foot at an indefinite
place for a moment in time. Case in point: that famous bridge in San Juanico Strait
connecting Leyte to Samar, or the other way around.
Prior to that visit, I
have already been knowledgeable about the creepy urban legend about it and the
countless variations of the tale that has circulated around throughout the communities,
stories like street children’s throats slit with their blood offered to the
spirits to guarantee the strength of the structure during its
construction. Thus, explains the feeling of oddity upon finally being there, especially
with every tremble and shiver it causes whenever large vehicles pass by, that
causes unlikely vibrations. Nevertheless, the creators of this masterpiece’s
engineering ingenuity as well as the wondrous view of the islets scattered
around it could not be discounted too. Thus, explains the genuine happiness the
bridge brought us during that fateful moment while we were at the place.
