Hotel La Puerta del Sol

Beneath the faded grandeur of Hotel La Puerta del Sol, echoes of forgotten laughter drift through the dimly-lit hallways, the sounds of unseen children weaving their joy into the very fabric of the air. Guests have reported the uncanny sensation of being watched, as if the walls themselves hold the memories of fleeting footsteps and the bittersweet pang of a long-lost childhood. Yet, as the sun dips behind the thick clouds that loom over Bucaramanga, those who linger too long feel an inexplicable dread settle in their bones-a stark reminder that joy here is often but a prelude to sorrow.