30.01.09 – vale Santos

We fuelled up at 1300 – 450 litres at R2 per litre – and fled Santos. We were given complimentary T-shirts by Rosie at the yard, and were charged nothing. Such nice people.

Light variable wind, sunny and humid. I have been perspiring furiously, but without Sidney Greenstreet’s style. I think I am the only person in Brazil who is perpetually soaked other than by rain. What is wrong with me?

In the river 3 container ships passed us outbound in the space of 15 minutes. There were 3 more coming in and 25 anchored off waiting. All very calm – languid even. A calm sea, motoring motoring motoring. A big thunderstorm is chasing us.


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