Nice is nice; death by sunset!

On arriving in Nice I found myself in a neat little city that had similar designed streets to the ones found in Paris. I went to the nearest hostel called, Aubergie de Jeunesse, and booked two nights accomodation. I had to check in at 3 pm, so I went down to the beach after purchasing some bait from the local fish market and fished the morning into oblivion. I was not at all surprised when I looked in the mirror that night and found myself burnt to a crisp from the powerful sun. That night I went along the beach to catch the sunset. On walking along and meeting numerous Koreans and other travellers I stumbled onto a scene where an old lady had fallen on the pavement. She lay there and I heard a lot of French being said and saw numerous people talking on their phones in grave tones. Suddenly an ambulance busted onto the pavement with sirens blaring and the paremedics jumped out and immediately started doing CPR. It was then that I realised that the old woman was not just hurt, she was dieing. While I watched, people stopped and gathered in a crowd to watch the excitement. Feeling sickened by the spectacle I decided to head away from the scene to let the lady die in peace. I peeked back once in instinctual curiosity to see the policemen drape a white sheet over her body and to hear someone say " oh my gosh, how terrible!". After hearing this I replied without thinking " I couldn't think of a nicer time to die" and I pointed to the sunset. The tourists gave me a weird look before returning there gaze to the white sheet. I turned and walked away feeling a way that I had never felt before; for she was the first human being that had died in front of me.