It is the completely new place to me. The biggest port in South America. Already at 10 pm when I disembarked the ship with my pack I was convinced that it is not a nice port. On the other side of canal there are port slums and you see nothing interesting… Well, you see that the surroundings of the terminal are not designed for the walkers. Many rail tracks, no sidewalks on deserted streets. I decided to take a metered taxi to my “Republica 13” hostel. Located in the quiet street they offered me clean room for day stay for 22 USD.
I left my suff in the clean room and took a long walk to the city center. Santos is the capital of coffee. The most interesting historic buildings are concentrated around the coffee exchange building. See picture. Now there is coffee museum where you can of course taste coffee of your choice. Many coffee shops and sidewalk cafes are sprayed around. And a ever present smell of coffee….
Old tram is going around the old part of the city with a tourists. But sorry, the golden past of Santos is over. Many nicely decorated houses are in the ruin or converted into the car parks. Gray color dominates here…
Santos has also nice beaches, but this is another story…
Tonight I plan to take the overnight bus going south – to Santa Catarina…
