I don't know if anyone else remembers this garbage odyssey, but it was of particular interest in my house as my husband was the first captain of the Break of Dawn when it left the shipyard, and knew Capt. St. Pierre from the oilfields.
I remember that incident specifically because the "ports of call" were all places someone in my immediate family resided(or very very close). My brother who is always ragging the South and LA. who lives On L.I.,my niece,(his daughter )is on the North Carolina coast and me "down here".I got a lot of mileage out of that one.
"powered by Mercedes car motors that run on biofuel"
That part didn't come out of the trash!
highly plausible,have you ever seen the junkyards in and around NYC? There are virtual graveyards of abandoned,junked cars of every make and model.I don't find it hard to believe one could extract a Mercedes motor from one.
I admit that some of the interiors of the trash boats are kind of cool. It's just that there is something so self-consciously cutesy and aren't-I-artsy about the whole endeavor that makes me want to quote one of my brothers: "Get a decade!"