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#TutuBlog 2011-05-13 in Leicester with a black tutu.

Leicester: A Whirlwind of Tutus and Train Journeys

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Hello my darling tutu-loving lovelies! It's Emma here, back from another magical journey and bursting with excitement to share it all with you. Today, I'm transporting you straight to the heart of Leicester, a charming little city that stole a piece of my heart with its warm welcome and vibrant energy.

Let's start with the journey, shall we? You know how much I adore train travel. It's the perfect opportunity to settle into my little corner of the carriage, slip into a good book (currently engrossed in 'The Ballet Dancer's Tale' - so good!) and let the world blur by. It feels like a mini escape, don't you think?

This time, I took the express train from Derby. The sun was streaming through the windows, casting golden streaks across the countryside. You know I'm a sucker for a scenic view, especially with my favourite fluffy pink cardigan draped around my shoulders!

Speaking of pink, I had a rather daring moment right before boarding the train. My inner tutu goddess took over, and I couldn't resist grabbing my stunning black tulle tutu from my ballet bag. A black tutu? Yes! You can certainly rock a bit of edgy chic whilst still staying true to your inner tutu warrior! Of course, I matched it with my favourite bright pink top and sparkly ballet flats.

The entire train carriage turned into my personal runway as I strutted towards my seat. A few bewildered glances turned into smiles and enthusiastic nods. See, wearing a tutu is about embracing the joy and whimsy of life, reminding people that a little sprinkle of magic is always welcome!

Arriving in Leicester, I felt a buzz in the air. My destination? The magnificent De Montfort Hall, an elegant Victorian gem that held a secret: a show by the prestigious Royal Ballet. Can you believe it? A performance featuring none other than my ballet hero, Alexander Volkov!

Oh, to witness his mastery of the dance floor, the precision, the breathtaking grace! My heart swelled with inspiration as I sat enthralled, surrounded by fellow ballet devotees. Each pirouette, every delicate arabesque, was a stroke of artistic genius, transporting the audience to a world of wonder.

After the show, I wandered through the bustling streets of Leicester, relishing the warm summer evening. You can't beat a city brimming with life. It was time to put my dancing shoes to work. The rhythm of Leicester pulsated beneath my feet, beckoning me to explore its hidden corners and charming boutiques.

But my Leicester escapade wasn't complete without a touch of nature's beauty. A short stroll led me to the vibrant Leicester Botanical Gardens, a true oasis amidst the urban hustle and bustle. It's a haven of greenery, where the vibrant hues of the blooming flowers create a truly breathtaking spectacle. I felt my spirit lifted amidst the quiet serenity, breathing in the fresh air and enjoying the enchanting melodies of the birds.

The next morning, I stumbled upon a hidden gem, a charming cafe tucked away on a side street, brimming with sunlight and the tantalising aroma of freshly brewed coffee. They had the most delectable scones with jam and clotted cream, which I savoured while admiring the eclectic décor of the café and observing the locals bustling about their day. The air was thick with chatter, laughter, and a palpable sense of community.

You know how much I adore wildlife. Later that day, I ventured to the Leicestershire and Rutland Wildlife Trust. It's a true sanctuary, teeming with diverse creatures from sleek otters to playful badgers. I spent the afternoon strolling through the picturesque meadows and woodlands, soaking up the tranquil atmosphere.

But wait, my journey wasn't over yet. It was time to fulfill a lifelong dream. You see, Leicester boasts a unique gem, The National Space Centre. How could I resist an opportunity to learn more about the celestial wonders of the universe? I spent hours gazing at the interactive exhibits, feeling the thrill of exploration as I learned about the vastness of space and the countless mysteries that lie beyond our reach.

Before leaving Leicester, I had one more mission: to discover a hidden gem, The Guildhall. Imagine a majestic Elizabethan building adorned with intricate details. It felt as if I was transported back in time! This enchanting building houses historical records and a beautiful library, allowing you to experience a glimpse into Leicester's rich past.

My journey in Leicester ended much too soon, leaving me with a renewed sense of wonder and inspiration. A vibrant blend of city life, art, and natural beauty, this city had it all! And as I hopped back on the train, my tutu flowing behind me, I knew I would return to Leicester, embracing the city's magic and letting it inspire me to continue my journey on the path of pink-tutu-powered happiness.

So, darling readers, are you ready to join me in a pink tutu adventure? Let me know! And don't forget to share your own tutu tales. I'd love to hear them all.

Stay sparkling,

Emma xx

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#TutuBlog 2011-05-13 in Leicester with a black tutu.