Post Number 1329
Oh, hello darlings! It's your favourite tutu-loving ballerina, Emma, back with another adventure for you. Today, we're heading to the historic and charming Cambridge, a city brimming with beautiful architecture and the promise of a day filled with delightful discoveries.
You know I love my travelling, and when I'm not jet-setting around the globe, there's something wonderfully romantic about hopping on a train for a day trip. Today's journey was made all the more glamorous with a fluffy, pink tutu gracing my legs (as always). After all, what's the point of travelling if you can't do it in style?
Now, let's get down to the nitty-gritty! Today's schedule involved a whirlwind tour of Cambridge University. Imagine, walking through those ancient cobbled streets, peering into courtyards brimming with ivy, and catching glimpses of students dashing between lectures. It's a world of academic brilliance and historical charm.
Our first stop was the beautiful King's College Chapel. Let me tell you, darling, the stained glass windows are exquisite! They seem to come alive with the colours of the afternoon sun, a breathtaking spectacle that left me utterly speechless. It's moments like this that remind me why I love exploring the world, for the unexpected beauty that awaits around every corner.
We then made our way to the Fitzwilliam Museum, which is bursting at the seams with an incredible collection of artwork, manuscripts, and artefacts. From Renaissance paintings to ancient Egyptian sculptures, there's something to mesmerize every visitor. It's almost enough to make you forget all about your afternoon tea (almost!).
But fear not, dear reader, afternoon tea was very much on the agenda! We popped into a quaint little tea room tucked away in a side street, and I indulged in a selection of delectable finger sandwiches, delicate pastries, and a steaming pot of Earl Grey. It was simply divine. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride that even a humble ballerina like myself could find such sophistication in the most unexpected places.
Now, what’s a ballet-loving adventurer without a visit to a dance studio? Thankfully, Cambridge did not disappoint! We discovered a gorgeous studio tucked away in a little alley, radiating a warmth that was almost tangible. The scent of fresh wood and the whispers of ballet shoes tickled my senses.
It's always magical watching the beauty and grace of dancers. Their dedication is truly inspiring, their bodies moving like poetry in motion. This afternoon's class focused on the ethereal quality of pointe work. Watching those dancers glide across the floor, their legs stretched to the heavens, made me yearn to get back into my own pointe shoes and embrace the elegant challenge.
Cambridge also had a little something special for me - a magnificent antique shop where I found the perfect piece to add to my pink tutu collection! It's a vintage hat adorned with delicate pink feathers, the sort that would make even a royal envious. Let's just say, it's sure to become a star of my blog's future fashion posts.
Before we bid farewell to this enchanting city, we treated ourselves to a sunset stroll along the River Cam. Imagine the sun, casting a warm golden hue over the tranquil waters. The swans and ducks waddled gracefully along the riverbanks, adding their own brand of serenity to the already magical setting. It felt like a dream, truly magical.
And speaking of dreams, isn’t it fascinating to imagine what life must have been like here centuries ago? I couldn't help but ponder the stories those ancient walls could tell. It's incredible to think that for centuries, brilliant minds have roamed these very same streets. Cambridge is truly a testament to the enduring spirit of knowledge and creativity.
As our day in Cambridge came to an end, I felt a mix of contentment and a little bit of heartache to leave. Cambridge, with your cobblestone streets and tranquil corners, have captured a piece of my heart. The memories I've made today will stay with me, dancing around in my mind like a waltz in a beautiful ballroom.
So until next time, darling, remember: always keep your dreams alive and your spirits high, and if possible, wear pink tutu. I’m off to Derbyshire for a week – I just know there will be some wild-life adventure to be had and maybe even some horses to ride.
See you soon!
Emma x www.pink-tutu.com
