Many of the travelers at the Thai Song Greet are no more than runners, long distance runners who chase madly around the globe, running away from discipline, responsibility, respectability and the square world. But others sitting around the time-worn tables – and it is hard to tell which ones until you hear them speak, until you hear how they lovingly caress the sounds of Jaipur and Jahalabad, Matsuyama and Miyajimaguchi, until you understand they are journeying toward rather than from – these are the true travelers, the ones to whom the world is a way of life rather than an escape from life, the ones to whom travel is a full-time love rather than a part-time affair. They know the world as well as most people know their hometowns, and live it far more. They are the restless, the adventurous, the insatiable curious, so much like Lord Jim . . .