Chapter 12
For the first time in almost three days The Phantom set sail. The Captain had decided to sail to Greece and put the men to work looking for jobs. They sailed into the Ionian Sea and arrived in the port of Katakolan in Western Greece. Almost immediately they realised that scouting for jobs in such a small, picturesque place amidst the large ocean liners full of tourists from God-knows-where would be a waste of time. So instead they set sail for the Port of Patras, which was further around on the northern coast of Peloponnesus.
“This is more like it,” said the Captain, exhibiting the first glimmer of positivity anyone had seen in him for at least twenty-four hours. “Just look at it. Ships everywhere. If we can’t get some business here, we may as well drop anchor for good. I’d be
