Hello lovelies!
It's Wednesday, which means it's time for another dose of pink-tutu-tastic travels! Today I'm whisking you away to the enchanting city of Prague, a place where cobblestones whisper stories of emperors and the Charles Bridge shimmers with a thousand magical lights. Oh, and did I mention the delectable pastries and the dreamy architecture? This city is literally dripping with fairytale charm, and let me tell you, it's utterly irresistible.
This week, I decided to travel in true Pink Tutu fashion. A graceful hop on the train from Derbyshire, a charmingly pink-tinged train station, and even a sneaky trip on a pony (that’s right, a pony!) across the rolling Czech countryside. The little fella, called Buttercup, was as eager for an adventure as I was, and we galloped across fields bathed in golden sunlight. It felt like a scene straight out of a ballet - me, in my beloved pink tutu, twirling amidst wildflowers, with Buttercup as my graceful partner.
Speaking of graceful partners, I’m delighted to share that I managed to score tickets for the National Theatre ballet performance in Prague, an extravaganza that showcased a captivating blend of traditional Czech ballet and contemporary flair. As I settled into my plush velvet seat (surrounded by a symphony of sparkling lights), I couldn’t help but feel like Cinderella at the royal ball. The dancers were exquisite, their movements flowing like silk ribbons, and the vibrant costumes were a kaleidoscope of colour against the velvet stage. There’s simply nothing more magical than seeing a story unfold through movement and music - it's truly a gift to the senses.
And of course, what trip to Prague would be complete without a shopping spree? Prague's old town is a treasure trove of boutiques, and I made a beeline for the cobblestoned lanes, sniffing out hidden treasures with a gleam in my eye. I came away with a stunning new tutu (imagine, a pale pink, hand-beaded masterpiece, adorned with delicate pearl-like sequins – simply exquisite!). And speaking of sparkle, I also found a charming little shop selling vintage jewellery, where I snagged a beautiful art nouveau brooch in a dreamy shade of dusty rose. It’s like a little piece of Prague history tucked away in my treasure chest.
Later, as the evening light kissed the city’s spires with a soft pink glow, I found myself sipping a mug of warm, fragrant Czech beer, tucked away in a quaint, candlelit tavern. A gentle accordion filled the air with enchanting melodies as I pondered the history etched into the very fabric of this charming city. The history of Prague itself, intertwined with the vibrant story of the ballet - from its classical beginnings to its modern reimagining - it all felt perfectly harmonious, like a delicate ballet sequence unfolding before my very eyes.
There’s so much more to discover in Prague. This city is like a bottomless box of secrets waiting to be unearthed, each one a delightful surprise. So stay tuned, lovelies, as I share more adventures from my pink-tutu-infused escapade in this fairytale city!
And don't forget to join me on my pink-tutu journey! Remember to visit www.pink-tutu.com each Wednesday to read all about my latest adventures, get inspired by my sartorial choices, and discover the world of ballet and its delightful surprises!
Until next week, my darlings, keep your tutus twirling!
Love,
Emma
P.S. If you’re ever in Prague, do take a trip to the magical Dancing House! It's like a flamboyant dancer poised in the city's skyline, and it’s a delightful nod to the spirit of ballet in Prague.
And for those of you feeling a little daring, why not try on a pink tutu and visit Prague? You might be surprised at how much fun it is! I promise, it’ll be the most magical trip you've ever taken! 😉
