Wednesday, July 12th, 2006
Hello, my lovely tutu-tastic friends! It’s your favourite pink tutu-wearing travel blogger, Emma, reporting live from the enchanting city of Prague. And, oh my goodness, this city is positively brimming with romance and beauty! I felt like I'd stepped into a fairytale the moment I arrived.
I’m quite the seasoned traveller by now – all thanks to my passion for ballet and those gorgeous, generous theatre audiences. I've pirouetted my way around Europe, flitting from one delightful performance to the next, and I must say, there's something absolutely magical about being whisked away on a train, with the scent of freshly baked pastries and the rhythmic click-clack of the tracks beneath me. But my latest escapade – a journey to Prague – feels very special indeed!
Pink Power & Parisian Flair
You see, the charm of Prague truly begins at the station. As soon as I stepped out, I was greeted by a tapestry of cobblestone streets, picture-perfect pastel buildings and an undeniable air of fairytale charm. Of course, I made sure to pack my most flamboyant pink tutu – it just feels like the right attire for a city so filled with romance. And as I skipped along the Charles Bridge, a delightful symphony of accordion music danced through the air, while I, adorned in my blush pink tutu, turned heads and charmed onlookers.
Now, I know what you're thinking – "Isn't Prague known for its Bohemian elegance, Emma? Not pink tutus." Well, you see, I believe pink can go anywhere! And let’s face it, a touch of pink always injects a touch of Parisian flair into any wardrobe! So, let's call it Prague-esque-Parisian elegance, a delightful fusion of whimsical romance and Parisian flair!
A Tutu’s Journey through Time
Prague, you see, is a city that tells stories through every brick and archway. History whispers from its every corner. I spent the afternoon strolling through the enchanting Old Town Square, mesmerised by the architectural brilliance of the Astronomical Clock. Imagine – a giant medieval clock that narrates the story of time and life through its moving figures. I felt like I was stepping into a ballet performance – the clock was my stage, and each intricate detail was a carefully choreographed movement.
As I weaved my way through the cobbled streets, I found myself in the beautiful grounds of the Prague Castle. The majesty of this fortress is a testament to Prague’s regal history. It was hard not to feel like a princess stepping into a fairytale as I admired its ornate courtyards, stunning gardens, and those magnificent spires piercing the sky. It was almost enough to inspire my own private ballet performance in front of the iconic St. Vitus Cathedral. But perhaps that's best left to the professional dancers of the Czech National Theatre.
Dancing in the Czech Capital
Speaking of dancing, Prague is quite the dance-lover's paradise! I stumbled upon a charming little boutique in the city centre - "Pink Dreams" – which just happened to sell the most delightful collection of tutus! I'm afraid I spent a little too much time indulging in a delightful pink tutu spree. I mean, you can never have too many tutus, right? My closet now houses a symphony of pinks – from blushing pastels to bold flamingo hues. It's like a little pink wonderland!
This evening, I'm off to witness a truly spectacular ballet performance. Tonight, it’s "Swan Lake" at the beautiful National Theatre – one of Prague's most prestigious venues. And naturally, I will be adorning my new Champagne Pink Tutu, just to celebrate the graceful beauty of this majestic swan ballet. I can already imagine the ethereal elegance of the swans gliding across the stage, a sight so breathtaking it will steal your breath away.
I can't wait to share my thoughts on the performance with you tomorrow! In the meantime, I'll be sipping Czech coffee at one of those charming little cafes I keep finding in the nooks and crannies of the Old Town.
But of course, my darling readers, no Prague trip would be complete without a delicious plate of Trdelník, a local treat of sweet dough spun around a metal rod, baked, and sprinkled with cinnamon sugar. The warm aroma fills the air, beckoning you to take a bite!
Until tomorrow, stay radiant, stay inspired, and don't forget - pink is the answer, always!
Yours in tutu-tastic travel, Emma x
