Man, what a day! Crikvenica, you wild beast! I woke up thinking it’d be chill, just another day in this beautiful coastal town. But nah, life had other plans.
First off, I hit the promenade, right by the beach. You know, the one along Šetalište Vladimira Nazora? It was packed! Tourists everywhere, like ants at a picnic. I’m just trying to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Café Bar Duga. But the line? Insane! I mean, c’mon people, it’s just coffee!
Finally got my caffeine fix, and I’m feeling good. The sun’s shining, waves crashing, and I’m ready to tackle the day. But then, boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “We need to talk about the festival.” Oh great, just what I needed.
So, I rush over to the festival site, which is near the beach, right by the old church. You know, Crkva sv. Antona? Beautiful place, but today? Not so much. I get there, and it’s chaos. The stage is half-built, and the sound guy is MIA. Like, where’d he go? Off to find the meaning of life or something?
I’m fuming. I mean, we’ve been planning this for months! I start pacing around, muttering to myself. “Why do I even do this?” I’m about to lose it when I spot a group of kids playing soccer on the street. They’re laughing, having a blast. I can’t help but smile. Kids really know how to live, right?
But then, back to reality. I’m back to the chaos. I run into my buddy Marko, who’s supposed to help with logistics. He’s just chilling, eating a ćevapi sandwich. I’m like, “Dude, we’re in crisis mode!” He just shrugs and says, “It’ll be fine.” Ugh, easy for him to say!
After a few more frantic calls, I finally get the sound guy. Turns out he was at the wrong venue. Classic! I’m ready to pull my hair out. But hey, at least I got a laugh out of it.
Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? In Crikvenica? I thought we were in paradise! I’m running around, trying to cover the equipment. I slip on the wet pavement near the beach, and boom! Down I go. I’m soaked, muddy, and probably look ridiculous. But I can’t help but laugh.
Finally, the rain stops, and the sun peeks out again. I’m standing there, drenched but alive. I look out at the sea, and it’s beautiful. The waves are glistening, and I think, “This is why I love this place.”
As the day goes on, things start to come together. The stage gets built, the sound guy shows up, and the vibe starts to shift. I’m feeling hopeful again. I grab a quick bite at a konoba nearby, you know, the one on Ulica Jure Rade? Best seafood ever!
By the time the festival kicks off, I’m buzzing. The crowd is hyped, and I’m finally relaxed. I watch people dancing, laughing, and just enjoying life. It’s what it’s all about, right?
As the sun sets over the Adriatic, I take a moment to breathe. Crikvenica, you’ve tested me today, but you’ve also reminded me why I love this job. The chaos, the beauty, the people. It’s all part of the ride.
So yeah, what a day! I’m exhausted but happy. Can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow. Just maybe with a little less drama, huh?