Astoria, Oregon ~ September 15, 2012
I'm still in drive-by mode here. The bridge dominates so much about Astoria, including the views as we move about town. This isn't much of a photo, but it brings to mind several things.
1. I get a feeling when I'm this close to the bridge similar to the feeling I get standing near a moving freight train - a sense of how huge and powerful it is. I don't know why a bridge feels "powerful" exactly, but it does. Does it feel "alive"? I think so.
2. In so many other places I've traveled to or lived, this much concrete in the sky means only that you're passing under a freeway. While their engineering and usefulness is also a wonder, they don't usually bring us to thoughts of awe and beauty. Our bridge can do both. I love living in a town where this monument is part of my life.
3. Something to think about: When the bridge was opened, tolls were collected to pay for its construction. At some point it was paid for and the tolls were ended. Can you imagine?
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