"If it's not a fuck yes, honey, then it's a fuck no."
I've been trying to live my life by that concept, and even though it's not always possible (who ever thinks "fuck yes" at the prospect of washing dishes?), there are moments in time when both the "fuck" and the "yes" are quite resonant. Last night was one such moment.
I've been keeping an eye on my feed for the Hivefest announcement for a few weeks now, anticipating that maybe just maybe we were coming up on it. Promised myself that if it was in Europe, I'd try to make it happen. Not that a trip over-overseas wouldn't be appreciated, but Europe's probably all I could afford, on top of my existing plans. I would've loved to go last year in Mexico, but it was either that or furnishing the apartment, and having spent a good solid seven months sleeping on said bed and eating at said table, I guess I made the right (if duller) choice.
But then, last night came. And I almost scrolled over it, but then something clicked inside my brain. A little voice going "hold the phone" as I scrolled expectantly back. And there it was.
Not only is 2024's Hivefest in Europe, it's in one of my favorite areas of the continent. I've been dying for an excuse to return to southern Croatia, where I spent several weeks of my soul-search grow-up screw-your-head-on journey in 2022. When I read the word Split on that banner, I thought it must be wishful thinking. But so it was, and as is probably evident, the excitement hasn't left me.
.jpeg)
Split. Of course.
The next three minutes were devoted to scouting plane tickets which, as luck would have it, are very affordable, and deciding how much beach is enough beach. The only time I went to Hivefest (Steemfest, as was), I landed in Poland like couple hours before opening night, and left on the morning right after the fest closed. And regretted it a bit. Not that it's not fun traversing Poland gloriously tiddly from partying till like 4 in the morning or whatever, but I definitely would've loved a day or two to catch my breath, both before and after the fest itself. Which I reckon is going to be my MO this time. Especially as September is a glorious month for sun-bathing and swimming. I can already picture the beach in nearby Zadar. Beaches in Split are wonderful, too, don't get me wrong, but Split is definitely more touristy and a bit more crowded.
So yeah. It's not that often that you get such a clear, resounding hell yeah. Previous fests have always been a maybe for me which often ended up in I can't afford that or like last year, I really should do responsible adult-y things with the money. But this. It couldn't be in a better place, or in a better time of year for me. So that constitutes a fuck yeah.
Dunno how yet. But I don't need to eat. You can't eat during summer, anyways. So that settles things, yeah? Yeah.
Wanted to share the excitement and ask...
...who else is coming?
Haha it's lovely to read your enthusiasm, I noticed the news of the event last night from your reblog, but I think this very personal blog makes the idea of the next HiveFest even more interesting. Since you are so determined, may you enjoy the process very much until the time comes!!!!
Haha thank you! I'm an excitable person :D
I would love to be able to make it to this one! A lot will have to line up but I think it might be possible.
Be so cool to see you there. Fingers crossed 🤞
It looks incredible! We'll see if all the stars align for me this time. : ) If I can go it'll be nice not to be in such a rush to fly back. I was only able to stay two days in 2016 and three in 2017.
I had a feeling it would be in Croatia - great decision!
It is! Perfect, that time of year. Thoughts on attending? :D
Yeah I might do, will have to see how it fits in with the Autumn work schedule!