On December 31, our Moms, instead of cutting Olivye and watching “The Irony of Fate”, fly to Prague to celebrate the New Year “in a European way.” But the plane, due to weather conditions, is forced to land at the airport of a small but very beautiful and cozy Polish town. The city meets Moms with absolutely empty streets. New Year for local residents is a calm holiday. This categorically does not suit our Mothers and their fellow travelers, and they decide to arrange in this “provincial Europe” a real, reckless New Year “our way”. It’s just a little thing - to find Santa Claus, soviet champagne, Olivye, firecrackers, in general, everything you need for the holiday.