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#TutuBlog 2012-06-28 in Fareham with a cyan tutu.

Fareham: A Cyan Dream (Post #5839)

Hello, darlings! Emma here, bringing you a blast of pink and tutu-tastic energy from the sunny south coast! It's been a whirlwind of a week, so I'm squeezing this post in between perfecting my pirouettes and planning my next big adventure. Today, however, I want to tell you all about my magical trip to Fareham!

As you know, I adore venturing out on little expeditions. And when my trusty timetable revealed a gloriously long journey to the south coast by train, I knew this was a chance for some proper 'me' time. It felt so exciting, imagining the salty sea air and bustling markets that awaited! It felt a bit like stepping into one of my favourite ballet stories – a whirlwind of colour, character and of course, fabulous costumes!

Fareham, I'm now happily declaring, has to be one of the cutest seaside towns I've ever visited. There's just a sense of playful charm, with its winding cobbled streets and bright pink beach huts. You know how much I adore colour! It really reminded me of a vintage seaside postcard, all charming and quirky!

Now, on to the pièce de résistance of this whole trip - my cyan tutu. Yep, you read that right. Not your usual ballerina pink. This beauty was all shimmery teal and sky blue. And trust me, it truly shimmered in the afternoon sunshine! I felt like a magical mermaid dancing on the shore – seriously, I even spotted a few crabs looking up at me with admiration. Don't you just love wildlife?!

After settling into a little guest house that looked like it was straight out of a Jane Austen novel (all cosy, with a fireplace and floral wallpaper), I headed out for a seaside stroll. My tutu flowed gracefully with the sea breeze – it's definitely going to become my go-to travel companion!

One of my favourite things about exploring new places is discovering all the local delights. Fareham had a whole host of hidden gems! We found this absolutely divine café serving the most heavenly homemade cakes. I couldn't resist the raspberry and white chocolate creation – it was like biting into a delicious pink cloud! We even found a local art gallery bursting with vibrant colour. It was the perfect blend of the artistic and the whimsy!

Of course, my adventure couldn't be complete without some ballet-related excitement! Fareham had the most delightful dance studio nestled amidst a tranquil little garden. Imagine this: sunshine, chirping birds, and the gentle clinking of glasses as people enjoyed afternoon tea at the local tea shop just outside. Then you step inside this charming studio, where dancers in every colour of the rainbow are stretching and twirling, and you know you've discovered a little piece of magic. I couldn't resist joining in! It was such a fun class - the other dancers were so warm and welcoming, and the instructor even taught us a little bit of a sassy ballet street piece! It was a reminder that no matter where you go in the world, ballet brings us all together.

One of the things I love about exploring the UK is how so many places have such a fascinating history. We took a stroll down to the historic Fareham market. It was bustling with character - everyone was so friendly, even the chickens! The market was full of unique crafts, quirky knick-knacks and all kinds of beautiful floral creations - definitely inspiring a few pink-tutu-worthy accessories!

I must admit, after a day full of frolicking and fairytale discoveries, a nice, hearty fish and chips dinner was the perfect way to end my Fareham adventure. There was something truly satisfying about savoring that classic British takeaway while watching the sunset over the shimmering sea, my cyan tutu billowing gently behind me.

So, darlings, as my train chugs its way back to Derbyshire, my heart is filled with the vibrant energy of Fareham. It truly reminded me of why I love traveling - the people, the landscapes, and the opportunity to experience life's simple pleasures in a different light. It's like a pirouette in a new space, with fresh energy and a new sense of wonder.

This week has been a constant reminder of how special and uplifting ballet can be, no matter where in the world you are. Whether it's a ballet class in a beautiful studio, a delightful market where the aroma of homemade delights fills the air, or simply the beauty of the countryside, there is a joy to be found in every step and every turn.

Now, if you'll excuse me, my darling readers, I've got a pink tutu to pack and some dreams of seaside adventures to daydream about! Until next time, remember to keep your tutus twirling, your hearts open, and your dreams colourful!

With love and pirouettes, Emma xx www.pink-tutu.com

#TutuBlog 2012-06-28 in Fareham with a cyan tutu.