In February 2024, Havana is wrapped in a hot, hazy blanket of thirty degree weather, sweat evaporating off us as we zig-zag through it, a speck in its veins. We contribute to the din silently as spectators, with little chance of becoming lost and blending in. Despite the heat, which may make its Canadian tourists a bit irritable at times, Havana’s citizens have a sense of calm.