Cargo is King

We spent three days packing the hold full. We hand pack many things, and every single inch of space must be used. For example, you can fit 60 bars of Irish Spring soap inside a medium-sized tire. The hold fills up, and pretty soon you don't need the ladder - you can just climb up the pallet of vienna sausages that's sitting on a 900 pound bale of second-hand clothes. Five of these bales of clothes are for the Man from Christmas. He explained to me how to pick the good ones. "This is no good," he said, tugging at the arm of a sweater. "Too hot." He looked at the next bale down and noticed a clump of athletic shorts. "Very good!" But what will he do with 8000 lbs of clothes? (His son sells them.)
Another piece of cargo is an industrial sized flat bed truck, that we put on top of the cargo hatch and welded to the side of the ship. Says the mate "If you pick up the truck, you pick up the ship." They are one.