Looking outside the plane window made me realize I won’t make it to the bridge before sunrise. It was only 5:35 am but the golden disc is already rising from the sea.
I first saw San Juanico Bridge as a child on one of my mom’s photos taken during the late 70s; and hearing from her how it was the country’s longest bridge spanning two islands made me wish that I too, could visit one day. To my seven-year old mind, the bridge represented aspiration and wonder.
I became more impressed with the project when I learned from my third grade Sibika at Kultura class that this “magandang tanawin” was intended to become a “tulay ng pag-unlad” or bridge of economic progress.
Well, as it turns out, some dreams, like setting foot at San Juanico bridge, take 20-plus years to fulfill – for others, as in the case of economic progress for Eastern Visayas*, even longer.
I hope this will come sooner than later. It’s time we allow San Juanico Bridge to become more than just a sexy, curvy, structure. I cannot wait for another 20 years.
The bridge shakes a little when huge delivery trucks pass over it.
*Based on the latest GDP figures, Eastern Visayas is still among the slowest growing regions in the country.