After grinding, warming, bending, and sawing channel iron on the Kalakala all morning with Andi and Bill, we went to Voula's for lunch.

When it came time to pay, Bill loooked into his wallet and found less there than he expected. "Where does the money go?" he asked.

Maybe it's because I've been reading Howard Zinn and volunteering for Ralph Nader, but the answer came without even thinking: "Straight to the top."

We walked back to the boat in the rain and got on with the job. It's a seemingly hopeless task, but that's the appeal.