I didn’t manage to photograph the bridge, but I’ll post one of a similar bridge next time I see one.
It was a pretty sorry affair over a murky stream, just wide enough for a motorbike. Bamboo slats, no siderails, a strangely drooping curve.
Crappy infrastructure.
But here’s the thing: that bridge is an act of will. It’s there because someone wanted to cross the river, and they made a bridge.
It’s easy to criticise crappy infrastructure in developing countries and not ask this question: who built it, for whose needs?
It’s easy to talk about cultutes of dependency, and there is often reason to. But ask yourself this question:
When was the last time you built a bridge?