Hello, darlings! It's Emma here, reporting live from the vibrant city of Wellington, New Zealand! You guys wouldn't believe the adventures I've had this week. This little city truly feels like it's bursting with colour, creativity, and a whole lot of magic - a perfect place for a tutu-wearing ballerina like me!
The journey itself was an adventure in itself. Forget those dreary flights; I took the train to Wellington, all the way from the picturesque shores of Lake Tekapo. Think turquoise water, snowy mountain peaks, and stunning scenery that would have made even a stoic ballet critic swoon!
Oh, but you haven't heard the best part yet! The highlight of the journey was definitely a horseback ride across the rugged landscape. I even convinced the rancher to let me wear my green tutu as I galloped across the hills! (Picture a ballet dancer, a green tutu, and a fiery brown horse, galloping against a backdrop of endless blue sky - absolutely breathtaking!)
But the real magic of Wellington began when I finally arrived at my hotel. Picture this: a pink and sparkly suite with the most gorgeous view over the harbour. Talk about a dream come true! This room screamed "Emma" – and with a little help from some fluffy pink pillows and a handful of fairy lights, it was even more beautiful!
Of course, the main reason for my trip was to explore the vibrant world of dance in Wellington! From the ballet classes at the Royal New Zealand Ballet to the thrilling performance of the National Opera, I was completely swept away by the energy and passion in this artistic hub. The ballet company even let me join them for their rehearsal session. I managed to get my own pirouettes in with them, albeit at a slightly more awkward pace than the professionals!
It's also worth mentioning that Wellington's "ballet scene" isn't confined to grand theatres. I stumbled upon a hidden gem – an adorable little dance studio nestled amidst the cafes and boutique shops. They had the cutest tiny tutus for little dancers, and the whole place had an irresistible charm that brought a smile to my face! It truly is a place where passion for dance bursts through, whether in a glamorous opera house or a cozy studio.
However, it's not just the dance scene that's got me mesmerized here. I’ve discovered that Wellington is a city with an unmistakable “pinkness” running through its heart! I found myself lost in charming pink-hued cafes, admiring floral displays brimming with pink roses, and even spotting a "pink flamingo" bus – you guys won't believe this, but it was actually a brightly-painted vintage double-decker bus. You just have to love the creativity!
The people are what really make this city special though. Wellingtonians have a natural charm and warmth that makes you feel like you're part of the family from the moment you step off the train. Everyone is so enthusiastic about the city’s vibrant culture and they make you feel welcome. I mean, I even met a woman in a tutu the other day – talk about kindred spirits!
Speaking of kindness, a lovely old lady even gifted me with a beautiful pink feather boa, because she "felt I needed a touch of extra sparkle!" Talk about a fairytale come to life. It made me feel like a real-life ballerina, ready to twirl around the city and bring a touch of sparkle wherever I go!
But my Wellington journey is just beginning, and there are still so many things to explore – museums filled with incredible art, hidden boutiques bursting with treasures, and enough incredible cafes to make even the biggest coffee addict go wild!
And, of course, I'll be sharing every step of the way with you on pink-tutu.com! Tune in tomorrow, as I dive headfirst into the vibrant art scene and explore the magic of Wellington! (Maybe even learn some new dance moves... I hear the street artists here have some incredible moves!)
Until next time, darling, keep those tutus twirling and keep the pink shining!
With love and pirouettes,
Emma xo
