Crossing the Ping at Dusk.
Thai massage practice ends at around 5:00 PM. I walk home slowly, while listening to NPR podcasts!:) from the northwestern corner, through the city, near the night market and over this smaller bridge - just south of the larger Nawarat Bridge. The tuk-tuk drivers now recognize me, and rather than asking if I want I ride, they just wave, or say "Sawadee!"