Tuesday – Hot, Hot, Hot Macapa
Today, we arrived in Santana. Tracey called it ‘The Armpit of the Amazon’, which is a great description. I’ve always said if the Amazon had piles, Santana is where they’d be. It’s a festering hole of a place that has almost no endearing qualities whatsoever. It doesn’t help that the quayside where the Marco Polo is parked is in what...
