Austria. A themed party called Fuck Fest. What does that mean? In short: a male-heavy setup, with a ratio of about 1:3 \u2013 not exactly small numbers.
\nMy husband and I usually enjoy these kinds of events, so we decided to check it out. The organizer was German, and in our experience, German-run events had always been well structured and fun.
\nWe got ready and left in the late afternoon. But before we even reached the highway, we were stuck in traffic. That was followed by a lane closure, then pouring rain, an accident, detours\u2026 and eventually a much later arrival than planned.<\/p>\n
Frustrating, especially because according to my profile I had been chosen as the evening\u2019s \u201cGoddess of the Night\u201d \u2013 meaning I was supposed to kick off the event with a symbolic role at the altar.
\nLater we got an email from the organizer saying he couldn\u2019t attend, but he was sure the Austrian team would handle things. By the time we arrived, around 11pm, the party was already underway \u2013 though there was surprisingly little intimacy happening. The venue, with its many small rooms, didn\u2019t seem ideal for the theme either.<\/p>\n
We looked around, had a drink, and would have liked something to eat, but nothing was available anymore. Upstairs there was barely any action; downstairs it was overcrowded and chaotic.
\nTo top it off, on the way down the stairs I slipped in my platform shoes and took a painful fall \u2013 a shock I laughed off eventually, but not exactly the kind of start one hopes for.<\/p>\n
We did try to engage, but the experiences were mixed at best. Some people didn\u2019t respect boundaries, and my husband even had to step in a few times. Others didn\u2019t bother with basics like hygiene, effort, or even taking their shoes off \u2013 something that really kills the mood for me. Just because it\u2019s \u201conly sex\u201d doesn\u2019t mean we shouldn\u2019t respect each other: attraction, grooming, scent, and the feeling of being courted all matter.<\/p>\n
Sadly, instead of excitement, the evening left us feeling disconnected. We couldn\u2019t even enjoy each other properly with all the distractions. Finally, we decided: we came, we saw, let\u2019s just go home. A shower, clothes back on\u2026 and no food, because there wasn\u2019t any provided.
\nDriving back, we agreed once again: our Austrian friends are wonderful in many ways, but organizing parties might not be their strongest skill.<\/p>\n
Austria. A themed party called Fuck Fest. What does that mean? In short: a male-heavy setup, with a ratio of<\/p>\n