I do not even know where to begin. Even thinking about my time in Split right now brings a massive grin to my face. My sister from another mister Ellie and I arrived in Split, Croatia at 6am on a Thursday morning after an 18 hour over night train journey from Austria on our summer travels. We honestly weren't overly impressed with our first glances of the area. This is a great lesson of "never judge a book by its cover", as in no time at all Split was our new favourite place on earth. I have never felt so happy and free in my life before. We were in Croatia for the soul purpose of attending Ultra Europe music festival. It also coincided with my 20th Birthday which was an added bonus. Within half an hour of being in Croatia we had already made awesome friends and were buzzing for the weekend ahead. We got to UltraCamp which was about 40 minutes away from the festival stadium, put up our tent and headed back into town to explore (and buy alcohol - €2 for a 3 litre bottle of wine). Split is a walled medieval city with tiny restaurants and ice cream stalls around every corner. It was actually here that I saw my future husband. I have no clue what his name is but Ellie and I clocked him whilst we were sat in a street side restaurant eating lunch. Nice boy with circle raybans, wherever you are in the world, I fink u fiiine. UltraCamp was positioned beach side; very convenient for immersing yourself in the sparkling fresh sea water whilst you are dealing with your maahoosive hangover from the night before. We got ourselves into a very satisfying routine that I personally could have continued on for several more months (until permanent liver damage): Start drinking at 6pm, leave the campsite at 10pm, skank the night away at the festival until 6am, get back at 7am, sleep until midday, get up and chill by the sea until 3pm, go back to the tent and shower block to freshen up and apply a new layer of festival face paint and then DO IT ALL AGAIN! This general freedom has changed me for life, because I am really having a hard time getting back into a responsible routine again, but by no means is this ever a reason not to return. Earlybird tickets already purchased for next July uhhh CHECK! (P.S. next year the closing day of the festival falls on my 21st Birthday, maybe I can get Steve Aoki to cake me on ma burrday). As this weekend I wasn't really up to my usual photo taking routine I have had to pinch a few photos from my new found festival family member's Facebooks.
I have heard mixed reviews about the festival in general. A few people have said the organisation of the wristbands and festival entry could have been better and that the security wasn't on top form. Honestly I don't actually remember entering the stadium at all on any of the days (blame the €2 wine), but if anything stood out to me as being dodgy I would be the first person to complain. Everyone working at the festival was kind and helpful, not to mention the fact that this tiny town was suddenly bombarded with over 150,000 drunken festival goers for only the second year; of course there are going to be a few hiccups. I felt completely safe at all times (even when involving myself in a pretty violent mosh-pit), unlike many British festivals I have attended. I also learnt a great lesson about being polite to festival security. They have a tough job of keeping everyone at the festival secure, but if you are nice enough to them (and tell them it's your Birthday) they will give you, for example, a backstage pass to meet Nicky Romero and Above and Beyond ;)
Hey Nicky.
From attending this festival Ellie and I gained amazing memories, experiences and friends from all over the world. If you enjoy completely letting your worries go for one insane weekend of Trance, house and EDM then I would stop what you are doing right now and go and get your tickets here a.s.a.p!
Enjoy some Above & Beyond Anjunabeatyness to give you that Croatia feeling.
H x
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