![]() ![]() Search for info on Santa Marta online, or ask a Colombian, and you’ll read lots about the Sierra Nevada mountains or Tayrona national park.īut very little has been written about the nightlife in Santa Marta.įirstly, there’s little going on in the bars and clubs from Sunday to Wednesday. I had already seen the beach, and now I was in bed with a beautiful local girl.Īn Introduction To Nightlife in Santa Marta, Colombia It was my first night in Santa Marta, Colombia. ![]() I didn’t care about getting the sheets wet, so I threw off my towel and climbed into bed with her. When I got out, Marielis was already dry. I raced past her, grabbed my only remaining towel and turned the water to cold to try and cool off my boner. I did have a condom, but I needed a shower myself first. That’s when she came out of the shower and dropped the question. When we got to the apartment, she showered first. We’d been kissing and rolling around for the last hour. She looked up and said, “Vamos a ducharnos ahi.” / Let’s go and shower up there. It was an Airbnb apartment I was sharing with my two friends for the week. She asked me where I was staying, I turned my head over my left shoulder and pointed to a balcony with the lights still on. We spent the next couple of hours on the beach, drinking, talking, watching the waves, listening to music, and giving each other shoulder rubs. She had that spice for life that many Colombian girls have. She had curly blonde hair, tan skin, and narrow hips. Introductions were made, along with self-deprecating jokes. An attractive girl came to pick up the ball, we got chatting, and somehow, our group merged with hers. We were drinking beers and catching up when a volleyball landed amongst us. ![]() I was partying on Rodadero beach in Santa Marta with a couple of my friends. She stepped out of the shower wearing a towel. Nightlife in Santa Marta, Colombia can be one heck of a good time. ![]()
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