Santa Marta is our base camp. It’s the place to come once you have visited one of the surrounding towns. However, in Santa Marta the only thing we did was check into this party hostel, of which has an amazing rooftop bar. They host two big nights on Friday and Saturday, not for backpackers but actually for the locals. So there was plenty of reggaeton and Spanish music and locals. Nothing really to see in Santa Marta itself. Although it does have decent supermarkets to buy western food, well normal food which isn’t fried. Which allowed us to cook our own food but also the local street food was pretty good too. We did manage to see the beach after the party on the rooftop, we went with some locals to the beach. Which felt a little sketchy with all the other locals looking at us as if we were draped in gold. It was fine and manage to make it home safe. Not sure if the visit to the beach was worth it. Santa Marta especially felt extremely humid and full of mosquitoes. I purchased three different mosquito spray because they just didn’t work. Nothing worse than being eaten alive by mosquitoes. One day the sewage pipes in the street had burst. The smell was awful and people were paying the tramps to carry them through the dirty water, which they did barefoot. The flooding was over 3 or 4 blocks, so you had to go through the dirty water.