Hello darlings!
It's your girl, Emma, back again from another whirlwind adventure. This time, it was a magical journey to the Bard's beloved Stratford-upon-Avon, and guess what? I had my very own little "Shakespearean" adventure - all with a touch of pink, of course!
Now, you all know I'm a firm believer that life's a stage and we're all actors, right? But Stratford-upon-Avon, the home of the greatest playwright ever, really ramped things up! The minute I stepped off the train (a lovely old fashioned one with plush red seats - it felt like a film set!), I felt transported to a world of quill and ink, historical figures and grand theatre. And you know me, a theatre girl at heart? It was like I'd been invited to play in a special theatrical fairytale.
But first, a bit about the journey itself. Because let's face it, the journey can often be as magical as the destination! Leaving the green hills of Derbyshire behind, the train whisked me away. My trusty emerald green tutu (perfect for travelling - it's so easy to pack!) had pride of place on the journey. I think it brightened up the train carriage a little, don't you? And of course, I'd taken the opportunity to try and encourage a few shy passengers to try a little plié! You know me - trying to spread the pink tutu love, one graceful movement at a time!
As the train chugged along, the world whizzed by - fields bursting with golden sunflowers, lazy cows grazing by the river, and, in a bit of serendipity, a cheeky squirrel peeking out from behind a tree. I'm always a sucker for a spot of wildlife watching - and it makes me feel even more grateful for the magic of nature.
Anyway, soon enough, I was in Stratford! After dropping off my luggage at the adorable little bed and breakfast, which had its own pink-hued porch (so chic!), I made my way to the Royal Shakespeare Company's theatre. Oh, it was spectacular! All those iconic plays, so many tales brought to life in that very space. It sent shivers down my spine, especially the grand old theatre itself - I could almost imagine the applause ringing out through the ages.
I'd actually gone to see the classic 'A Midsummer Night's Dream', and, let me tell you, it was utterly delightful! The fairies flitted around, Puck played his mischievous games, and the love story of Hermia and Lysander played out in the most enchanting way. There were some truly spectacular dance sequences too, which of course, as a ballerina myself, I particularly appreciated. I think I even shed a tear or two during some of the more heartfelt scenes - yes, I get sentimental about a good Shakespeare play, who doesn't?
Afterwards, I had the most delicious supper at a cosy little cafe near the river - it had bright pink tablecloths, naturally. You can't deny that pink adds a little sparkle to life, don't you think? The cafe was teeming with tourists - such a vibrant atmosphere! As I sipped on a glass of rose, I felt a true sense of belonging. After all, sharing laughter, great conversation, and a bit of theatre magic with complete strangers - that's what it's all about, isn't it?
But before I left, I had to visit Shakespeare's birth place, which was just around the corner. It's hard to describe the feeling of walking around a place so steeped in history. Just imagining the young William Shakespeare playing and dreaming in those very rooms - it was breathtaking! There was a charming little garden too, where a gentle breeze rustled the leaves of an ancient willow tree. I made a wish for inspiration and creativity as I placed a pink rose among its delicate branches (again, it was just irresistible - can you blame me?)
Leaving Stratford-upon-Avon was hard. Saying goodbye to such a historical and theatrical wonder was almost like bidding farewell to a cherished friend. I truly felt enriched by the experience. It was one of those moments where art and history intertwined to create an utterly magical experience, a memory I'll always cherish.
But here's the thing, darlings: I don't think we need to travel far or live in Shakespearean times to experience true theatre. I believe we can all make our own kind of theatre happen, everyday, with every single thing we do. From putting on a performance in our living room to taking a ballet class in our local park, we all have the potential to inspire and entertain, to move and be moved, to feel those sparks of laughter, love and life.
So, that's my challenge to you - wear that pink tutu, twirl on the street, dance in your living room, take a leap, or just simply open your heart and imagination to the world around you!
And for the record, pink tutus, Stratford-upon-Avon and a good dose of theatrical enchantment make a wonderful combination! Until next time, lovelies!
Stay pink, Emma xx
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