Post #720
Hello my darling tutus! It's your girl Emma here, fresh from a delightful jaunt to Rainham! As you know, I love to explore, and a recent fancy for the seaside had me dreaming of coastal escapades. Now, I'm a bit of a creature of comfort, so the idea of traipsing around on the train with a big tutu in tow isn't always appealing (hello, seat woes!), but Rainham's charm was too much to resist. And you know me, always up for a challenge, so I threw on my sunshine yellow tutu (the colour of a blooming daffodil, don't you think? 😊) and took the train journey, all smiles, and feeling fabulous!
Now, Rainham itself is a lovely little town, tucked away on the North Kent coast. I swear the air was tinged with that wonderful salty tang you get only by the sea. I swear I could smell the briny water even when I was still in the station! The charm of this place comes from its traditional architecture. Think cute cottages, cobblestone streets, and quaint cafes with mismatched teacups!
But here's the thing: even the most lovely towns can lack a certain sparkle unless there's some tutu action going on, wouldn't you agree? Luckily for me, Rainham has a little theatre called the 'Rainham Little Theatre.' Imagine my excitement! Ballet! Right on the coast! I had a real chortle moment, envisioning all the Rainham locals waltzing by in tutus as I sipped a steaming cup of tea (with a side of pinky-pink cake, of course!).
Of course, no trip to Rainham could be complete without a little splish, splash in the ocean! There's a lovely, wide beach here with little cafes dotted along the promenade, and oh my, what an absolute joy it was! Feeling the warm sand between my toes, the sea breeze ruffling my tutu – it was simply heavenly! I even caught sight of a lone seagull, perfectly poised on a weathered rock. They always remind me of little ballerinas perched on the tips of their toes, ready for a grand jeté!
My day in Rainham was a symphony of yellow sunshine, pastel skies, and the satisfying crunch of gravel under my little ballet slippers. Honestly, you wouldn't believe how well those shoes hold up on cobblestone streets, by the way! Who needs expensive hiking boots? 😉 Speaking of the journey, I do love the train, don't you? It's so elegant and romantic, not to mention practical for travelling with tutus. Imagine the conversations, the delightful view as the scenery scrolls past... a lovely, quiet ballet performance in its own right!
Back in Derbyshire now, I'm already dreaming of my next tutu adventure. Where will it take me next? Perhaps the ballet class at the local community center in a new tutu shade of lilac, or maybe even an impromptu waltz with a little pony in a field of daisies? There's only one way to find out... follow me on this wild tutu journey, darling! Don't forget to visit my blog - www.pink-tutu.com - daily for the latest news and tutu happenings! I'll see you soon, loves!
Love, Emma 💕
