#PinkTutuPrague Ballet in Prague 2023-05-03

Hello, darling readers! It’s Emma, back from a whirlwind trip to Prague! This magnificent city just stole my heart (and my tutu), so buckle up and get ready for a whirlwind journey filled with breathtaking architecture, delicious food, and… well, of course, plenty of pink tutus.

Now, I must confess, I’ve been dreaming of visiting Prague ever since I was a little girl, captivated by fairy tales and enchanted castles. So, imagine my delight when I finally boarded the train (I can’t resist a train journey!) towards this dreamy city. Dressed, naturally, in my trusty pink tutu - my lucky travel companion, and, if you’re wondering, a true testament to my unwavering belief in the power of twirling wherever you go!

Landing in Prague felt like stepping straight out of a storybook. Imagine cobbled streets with ancient buildings draped in vibrant colours, bridges with ornate lanterns, and a symphony of sounds echoing off the grand cathedral bells - just absolutely magical! It's easy to see why Prague earned the nickname "City of a Hundred Spires" – and they weren't joking. My heart soared just taking it all in.

Speaking of soaring hearts, what better place to start my Prague adventure than at the National Theatre? A ballet lover like me simply can’t resist! Now, this is no ordinary theatre. This stunning neo-renaissance building has a rich history – almost as grand as its architecture! Founded in 1881 by Czech patriots (brave souls indeed), it has played a critical role in shaping Czech identity. Talk about dramatic!

Luckily, my ballet performances were going swimmingly back home in Derbyshire, so I had the privilege of indulging in a special performance of "Swan Lake". Just picture a stage ablaze with twinkling lights, the beautiful dancers gracefully pirouetting, and the lilting music swelling through the majestic hall. It was pure enchantment! This was one of the original companies to perform "Swan Lake" – a moment that sent shivers of excitement down my spine, making me twirl with glee!

Afterwards, a sweet, charming gentleman offered me a rose, a romantic gesture I couldn't refuse! (It wasn't the only pink flower in the city; they seem to be in full bloom everywhere I turn). Prague truly embraced me with its beauty, history, and the most incredible ballet experience.

Now, no trip to Prague is complete without some serious shopping, darling! I was lucky enough to visit a treasure trove of vintage shops, each more charming than the last. You just wouldn't believe the gorgeous fabrics and stunning lace, it was simply delightful. I snagged a few beautiful, soft vintage pink silks – perfect for adding a touch of retro glamour to my tutu collection!

You might be wondering: "How on earth does she manage to fit all that into a suitcase, let alone a tutu?" Well, let me tell you – there’s a secret. A true tutu devotee, such as myself, carries a "tutu travel bag". Now, this isn't your ordinary bag; it's crafted with secret compartments, stretchy panels and cleverly disguised pockets to ensure maximum tutu-holding capacity! Think of it as Mary Poppins meets ballerina magic!

And talking of magic, a trip to Prague simply isn’t complete without exploring its cobblestone alleyways. These winding lanes take you through hidden corners, filled with tiny shops bursting with artistic creations, quirky cafes that serve delicious coffee, and local musicians sharing their passion through melodies and soulful sounds. It's like walking through a painting – vibrant, full of character and bursting with charm.

This whole city has this wonderful, almost magical feel – that sense of wonder that draws you in and whispers to your inner ballerina. Just the scent of pastries baking in those quaint cafes, the sounds of laughter echoing off the ancient buildings, and the way the sunlight dances on the River Vltava make you feel alive with every step.

And just in case I hadn't already worn enough pink tutus for a week, I made sure to find one in the perfect Prague colour - the shade of dusty pink that you see on the baroque architecture. My little Pink Tutu Prague souvenir was just the cherry on top of this fabulous adventure.

Now, back to the ballet theme – Prague has a long and impressive ballet heritage. The first ballet academy was founded in the early 18th century and the city has been a prominent centre for ballet ever since. It’s truly inspiring to be in a place with such a strong connection to this graceful art form.

As I write this, I'm gazing out my window at the majestic Prague Castle – a beacon of beauty perched atop a hill. Just this morning, I took a gentle pony ride through the charming old town square, taking in all the incredible sights. It's moments like these that remind me just how incredible life can be – full of adventure, wonder and… yes, a touch of pink!

You know what they say: "Life is like a ballet, with beautiful movements and moments, gracefully choreographed with a little twirl of magic." And if that’s true, Prague is the grand finale.

I’ve found that every new place I travel to reveals more about myself, the ballerina within and, well, the undeniable love for pink tutus! Prague is a treasure I'll forever cherish, a fairytale come to life in the most charming way.

My aim, as always, is to spread the joy and inspiration of dance. Whether it’s sharing stories, encouraging a twirl in the street, or, most importantly, wearing pink tutus wherever I go!

This adventure wasn't just about the beautiful city of Prague; it was a reminder that the world is full of possibilities – with every step, a chance to dance, twirl and embrace the beauty that surrounds us.

So, remember darling readers – embrace your inner ballerina, find the courage to twirl and… never stop believing in the power of a pink tutu!

Catch me next Wednesday on pink-tutu.com, where we'll be embarking on a new adventure. Until then, dance on!

With twirls and a flourish, Emma

P.S. Did you know? Prague’s Charles Bridge has been home to a stunningly vibrant selection of street performers, dancers, artists, and even street ballet. Now that’s what I call a beautiful spectacle!