The second is from a little fishing village called Taganga, a seaside town on the backpacker circuit near Santa Maria and en route to Tayrona National Park.
In Taganga, we stayed in a little hotel called Tsunami, off a side road in the village. As the article describes, the owners were still painting the place when we arrived. The wind was intense that night and it whipped through the decorative spaces in the concrete bricks, howling with a fury. The Tsunami room was cheap, but a far cry from the luxury (and 15 times more expensive) lodgings we splurged for in the park the next night.
This is difficult to do well, but I tried to give a flavor for what happens in these places by pausing occasionally on significant sites as I moved through the space.
Decide for yourself whether I succeeded.