Salsa music pours through the streets as locals stop on the corner to buy a piragua from a cart. The air smells of mofongo and fried plantains.

Just a year before, Hurricane Maria ravaged Puerto Rico.

And a year later, some gas stations were closed. Most streetlights were out. And strewn down the highways crossing the island, you could see homes with ragged blue tarps replacing the space where a wall once stood.

Much has been rebuilt and the heart of Puerto Rico continues to beat. Loud, fast and accompanied by dancing women and a few drops of rum.

“Se levanta.”