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Santos: A Digital Nomad’s Chaotic First Week

@Emma Hayes2/7/2026blog
Santos: A Digital Nomad’s Chaotic First Week

i woke up to the constant hum of cicadas outside my tiny Airbnb window, the temperature hovering around 24 celsius with a feels‑like of 25 celsius. it's humid enough that the air feels like a warm blanket and i swear the humidity meter at 86% is just playing jokes on me. the forecast shows temp min 23.8 celsius, temp max 24.25 celsius, pressure 1015 hpa, so it's sticky but not crushing. hope you like that kind of sticky warmth, because it's the default here.

the city feels like a mash‑up of old port vibes and neon‑lit coworking spots. the *avenida are littered with mural‑covered walls and a cluster of tiny cafés that sell espresso for the price of a snack. i'm constantly ducking under barra funda overhead to avoid the stray cats that claim the sidewalks as their own. the wifi at the espaço de colaboração in the city center is surprisingly fast-enough to keep my remote dev grind humming while the baía de santos waves in the background.

someone told me that the hidden beach bar,
bar do fundão, serves a secret spicy tuna sashimi that’s not on any menu, but locals swear it’s a staple. i heard that if you’re lucky, you can snag a spot at sunrise before the tourists flood in. and a drunk advice that the seafood street stalls lanchonete da marina have the best grilled sardines, but the sauce is a gamble-sometimes it’s fire, sometimes it’s just water. they warned me not to over‑order the salted‑pumpkin chips, they disappear faster than my patience during a Zoom call.

if you get bored, the neighboring seaside towns of
guarujá and são vicente are just a short drive away. you can flip‑flop between fresh‑baked pastel de nata and sunrise kite‑boarding without needing a passport. i’d put santos on the map of any digital nomad who craves reliable internet but also wants to dip toes in salty water.

here’s a quick rundown of what i’m using to survive:
- a lightweight laptop that barely warms the table
- a portable power bank that’s survived three nights of beach power‑outages
- a reusable cup from
mocotó café, because every coffee shop in santos asks for it now

i’m still learning the local slang:
tudo bem? becomes tbe and the barista at bistro sol always says "café com leite, mas light" when i order an americano. the vibe is messy-street art mixes with sleek startup offices, and the espaço de colaboração smells like stale pizza and fresh coffee.

there’s a little spot on
praça josé bonifácio where the locals gather for a cheap tapioca snack and the maracanã of santos (the soccer stadium) looms in the distance, reminding me that the city still pumps out culture on a grand scale. the street‑art alley on rua da independência is like a living canvas, perfect for a quick Instagram shot if you’re into that.

i’ve already bookmarked TripAdvisor (https://www.tripadvisor.com) for the best
centro walking tours, Yelp (https://www.yelp.com) for the top co‑working spaces, Nomad List (https://nomadlist.com) for budgeting tips, and the city’s santos city board forum (https://santoscityboard.org) for community events. if you’re hunting for cheap hostels, the hostel santos gets a shout‑out for being centrally located and just a block away from the marina. the rua da independência has a street‑art alley that’s perfect for instagram reels-if you’re into that.

on day two i dragged my laptop down to
praia da barra and tried the sunrise yoga class by yoga santos, which was basically a bunch of locals balancing on mats while the wind blew my laptop keys away. the sand was fine, the waves looked like giant puddles, and the cafe mar next door served a cold café com leite that felt like a morning hug. i heard that the surf school santos offers free lessons on tuesdays if you bring your own board, so i tossed my board in my bag and pretended i was a pro.

someone told me that the night market at
mercado municipal sells an exotic fruit that looks like dragonfruit but tastes like pão de queijo (a cheesy snack) after you bite it. they said the vendor’s secret sauce is a splash of lime and a pinch of pepper-worth a try if you’re daring.

the local bus
barrafundas line runs every ten minutes, connecting the beach to the city center and even dropping you off right by the library pública where free hotspots last an hour. perfect for a quick coffee refill or a last‑minute code push. the santos transport app (https://santostransit.com) is actually decent, no ads, and the routes are colour‑coded, which makes sense for a digital nomad who can’t read portuguese yet.

the
santos summer festival in august packs a fireworks show over the ocean that makes you feel like the whole city is a giant Instagram story-bright, loud, and a little overwhelming if you’re trying to catch a youtube livestream. the locals swear you can see the whole thing from the rooftop of hotel santos without paying the pricey view.

someone warned me that the humidity makes the air feel like a sauna, so i’m carrying a cheap
raincoat even though it’s a beach day, because the occasional drizzle turns the streets into a slip‑n‑slide. they also said the santos public library has a secret wifi hub that’s surprisingly strong-great for late‑night debugging.

finally, i’m packing a portable charger, a lightweight scarf, and a sense of humor. the
digital nomad community here is surprisingly chill-everyone’s just trying to keep their laptop from overheating while sipping caipirinha and watching the sunset. if you’ve got the hustle, bring the cheap hostel vibes, and maybe a friend who knows a shortcut to the airport*-that’s the perfect mix.

a city street with cars and buildings

a body of water that has a bunch of rocks in it

a rocky beach with seaweed on the shore


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