March 16, 2013 decided with a friend and children (two adults, two children) to go to Shrovetide in Dikanka. Our guide and organizer was Inna. Everything was going well until we got on the bus. Our seats were almost at the end of the bus, but not quite. There were two more rows of seats behind us, which very soon were occupied by a large female company (apparently they work in the same organization, according to conversations in the hospital), which lamented for a very long time that they were not all sitting together, since their seats were at the end of the bus (in most ) and two seats ahead.