Post #1116
Helloooo my beautiful ballet bunnies! Emma here, your resident tutu-wearing travel enthusiast, back with a tale as sparkly as the North Sea at sunset. Today's destination? The seaside town of South Shields, nestled on the stunning Northumberland coast.
I must say, the journey itself was quite the adventure. Normally, I’d prefer a graceful glide on a thoroughbred steed (because who doesn't love a good gallop!), but this time, it was a swish-swash ride on the Northern Rail Express. It's quite the spectacle to watch your fellow travellers staring in wonder at your shimmering pink tulle and your pink ballerina flats. (Honestly, those curious stares fuel my passion for pushing pink tutu boundaries!). And anyway, the journey wasn’t about the destination; it was about the shimmering journey, and believe me, it was spectacular.
Speaking of spectacular, that’s exactly what South Shields is - a little gem, bursting with history, character and stunning coastal views. I chose a tutu adorned with delicate little seashells for the occasion, the shimmering opals mirroring the turquoise hues of the sea. The whole thing felt as though it belonged in a storybook – imagine ballerinas pirouetting on the sands of a lost fairytale world, all those tiny seashells twirling around them.
Oh, and don’t get me started on the local wildlife. The seagulls (they really are the feathered fairies of the seaside, aren’t they?) were mesmerized by my swirling skirt. Their cries almost echoed a melody as I twirled amongst them. And the sea, oh the sea! A majestic masterpiece of endless shades of blue and shimmering whitecaps. I’m not ashamed to say I took a moment to gaze out over the endless expanse, completely entranced by its beauty. The salty air blew my tulle gently and reminded me of the strength of the natural world - a fitting symbol of ballet, I say!
Now, the main event, why I trekked across the country with a pink tutu in tow – The South Shields Seaside Promenade. The perfect setting for a little pirouette or two! Imagine this - the salty air on your skin, the wind playing in your hair, and you, my lovely tutu-wearers, performing graceful spins for the enjoyment of passing onlookers. It's pure bliss, I promise you!
I'm telling you, this isn't your typical beach experience! It’s a ballet playground. My mind immediately conjured images of graceful waltzes performed on the cobbled streets, arabesques echoing against the pier, and effortless fouettes framed by the waves crashing on the shore. I even pictured the majestic cliffs forming the perfect backdrop for a grand allegro! Oh, to dream! But even without a full-blown ballet performance, my presence sparked delight. Every little girl with her pink seaside bucket and spade looked at me with wonder in her eyes. And believe me, it warmed my soul to know I was spreading a bit of magic, a bit of ballerina cheer in this sunny little seaside town.
A ballet dancer's life, my darlings, isn’t all about elegant stages and dazzling spotlights. It’s about bringing joy, bringing that touch of beauty and wonder to unexpected places, reminding people to see the world through the lens of grace, through the language of ballet. It's about defying expectations, embracing the whimsical and letting your spirit soar like a bird in flight. So go on, wear a pink tutu to the park, to the supermarket, to the seaside, to a garden party – spread the ballet magic!
After all, every day can be an adventure, every journey a spectacle. And in the world of pink tutus, there’s always a new place to explore, a new memory to make, and a new opportunity to share your inner ballerina with the world!
And what's a good seaside visit without a spot of tea and cake? (The tea was quite the shade of pink, I must add!). It was the perfect way to end the day, feeling truly inspired and brimming with happiness. South Shields, you charmed my tutu socks off.
See you soon my dears, for more ballerina adventures on the pink-tutu blog! Until next time, keep twirling, and spread that pink tutu joy.
Lots of love,
Emma
www.pink-tutu.com
