You’re awoken by the sound of roosters calling out from neighboring streets. They have no plan to stop, so you dress and hop on your pastel beach cruiser bicycle in search of a Cuban coffee. Along the ride as the warm breeze brushes your face, you spot countless varieties of lush plants and a rainbow of vibrantly flowering trees. You can smell the coffee bar from a block away. As you park your bike yet another rooster steps in your path, challenging you. You step around him, and victoriously enter the café.