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The vacation has come. It would be great to bask myself in the June sun near the sea. To swim in the sparkling sunshine, caressing the whole body of the seawater! In the quiet June evening, looking at the endlessly blue sky – our family (I, my son and my mum) decided to change the environment and to escape to the Seaside to Bulgaria. The next day our plans changed dramatically. Ten hours later, our friendly trio was already seated on a plane with the destination Kyiv, Ukraine – Nice, France. In anticipation of new meetings, acquaintances and unforgettable experience, two and a half hours passed like one minute. I even forgot about my fear of flying on aircraft. Nice-Cote d’Azur Airport is welcome. The friendly staff met us at the front desk. Also, we were struck by the charming air, which smells was as a glass of original wine. Upon arrival at the hotel, altogether we decided, that tomorrow we will visit Cannes, were, on the one hand, fashion and film festivals are combined. On the other hand, luxury, motivation, and inspiration. The night covered us instantly, puffy mattresses of the hotel beds and a blanket seems like ‘Morpheus hand’ put as to perfect quality of rest. Cannes: the numerous signs of original stores, branded clothing, magnificent landscapes, and the sea. The unforgettable sea with golden sand. In captivity of the sea drive, we even forgot about the famous red carpet and the time was right to return to Nice. A further incident left an indelible mark in our hearts. A man about fifty with special needs and accompanied by women come to the bus. It immediately struck me that he was not dressed according to the weather (warm trousers and a jacket, and also he had closed shoes). After passing a couple of stops, he could not cope with his physiological needs, a puddle formed near him. All passengers, seeing this episode and smelling urine, did not say any word to the stranger. ‘This is the mentality, that is the culture of the Europeans’, I thought, winking with my left eye to my 8 years old son. Moreover, I am with horror imagine a similar case in Ukraine… For a long time, we couldn’t realize the reality of that happened. Upon arrival to Nice, walking along the Cote d’Azur promenade past the luxury hotel Negresco, I have had a desire to visit the local masked ball in the beach slippers. I hope, that the European mentality will be condescending to me. To summarize, due to this incident on the bus, I gained invaluable experience of spirituality, confirming a long- known fact and now forgotten, that human culture forms the consciousness and behavior of a person.