This time last year I was working on a client's book while visiting her in Tuscany. It didn't suck.
Legend of Devil's Bridge
The villagers on each side of the Serchio River needed a bridge. They raised money and hired a builder who promised to have the bridge built in time for the harvest. As the deadline drew near, he was woefully behind on the project. So, he made a pact with the Devil who demanded the soul of the first one to cross the bridge.
Indeed the builder finished on time for harvest, and villagers on both sides joyfully awarded the builder the honor of being the first to cross his creation. Remembering his deal with the Devil, the builder was distraught. A wise old woman asked him why he hesitated, and he confessed his conundrum. She told the builder not to worry, slapped a pig on the behind and sent it scurrying across.
The Devil, realizing he was duped, threw himself over the bridge, disappearing from the Serchio Valley forever.
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P.S. I find it endlessly fascinating that the Ponte Maddelena (a bridge named for Mary Magdalen) is also named "The Devil's Bridge," no matter how sweet the story...


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Aren't there some classicists/folklorists around who can help us out with the origin?
There's also one stone at the Avebury stone circle in which, if you sit too long, the devil will take you. Then of course there's "The Devil Went Down to Georgia" . . . yes I'm a literary scholar, why would you ask?
Thanks for sharing and rated!