
When you gotta go, you got to go. That’s exactly what I did this past weekend. I’ve been planning to go to Ultra Music Festival in Miami for such a long time and lemme tell you — I’ve NEVER had so much fun in my entire life. I’ve always been an EDM fanatic since day one so going to Ultra is like the equivalent of going to Mecca. Or the Vatican! You’ve got to do the whole three days at some point in your life.
What I liked about Ultra is that it’s a huge festival in downtown Miami and it’s not located in the middle of nowhere like Coachella in Palm Springs (really not for me), EDC in Las Vegas or Creamfields in the UK or Tomorrowland in Belgium.
Most of my friends are, unfortunately, not into EDM like I am so I didn’t even bother asking any of them to come with me. I told myself a few months ago that I’m going to the festival alone no matter what. Ultra Music Festival ain’t cheap. General Admission tickets run at $499 while VIP is $1, 200. Add the cost of flights, hotels and what have you. One must be an EDM fanatic to be invested into going to Ultra. I bought a VIP ticket early on but I’m truly, truly super grateful to my magic elf who gave me an all-access artist pass in the last minute. I told myself a few months ago that I’m going to the festival alone no matter what.
As you all know, I’ve been traveling nonstop the past few months. I’m always surrounded with people, I’m always going to events, I’m always working. I needed some time off away from work, away from emails, away from people I know (and know me). I was desperate for the reset button. Going to Ultra was the perfect mini vacation. While Julia Roberts’ character went to Bali, Indonesia for an “eat, pray, love” moment to find herself, I thought I’d do a little “eat, sleep, rave, repeat” moment in Miami to clear my mind.




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