Santa Marta: Where the Caribbean Sun Burns Bright

Flew out of Bogotá And stumbled into Santa Marta's scorching summer The moment the plane landed: White tourist density 📈 Heatwaves rolling off the pavement ☀️ Giant cacti sprouting from bald hills, parks, even sidewalks 🌵 Sunlight dappled on graffiti walls, making colors pop even brighter 🎨 Ocean winds hit from all directions—no logic, just chaos 🌪️ One block apart: 🏛️ Colonial history vs. 🛍️ Modern commerce ☕ Tourists sipping lattes vs. 🧑🏽🦯 Homeless napping on cracked plazas Latin America’s classic duality Riding a manual-transmission Uber 🚗💨 To the soundtrack of vintage Latin tunes 🎶 Passing dusty, small-town streets... Somehow it all worked The beaches? Straight out of Éric Rohmer’s A Summer’s Tale 🎥 By the airport ✈️ By the hotels 🏨 By the city 🌆 Turquoise Caribbean = playground for adventurers & sun worshippers 🏄♂️ At night, from my balcony: 🌊 Waves "calmly roaring" ✈️ Counting UFO-like planes (4th one tonight!) 🌇 Remembering sunsets where moonlight + sunlight + you coexisted Santa Marta = Broken, beautiful, 100% alive. #OffTheBeatenPath #Colombia #CaribbeanVibes #TravelPoetry