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#TutuBlog 2016-01-18 in Ramsgate with a pink tutu.

Ramsgate Ramblings: A Pink Tutu Adventure (Post #7138)

Hello darlings! It's your favourite pink tutu-clad blogger, Emma, here, back with another post brimming with ballet brilliance and whimsical wanderings. This time, my trusty steed (well, actually, a lovely old steam train) brought me to the seaside town of Ramsgate, Kent, where I'm spreading the joy of pink and the grace of ballet with every skip and twirl.

It's no secret that my heart beats for all things pink and my wardrobe practically overflows with tutus. I believe pink is the colour of dreams, of optimism, and of the joy of dancing! So when I pack for a trip, there's no way I'd be without my favourite tulle dream. This one, a glorious shade of bubblegum pink, had been patiently waiting to dance beneath the Ramsgate sky.

The journey to Ramsgate was an adventure in itself. Riding on a heritage steam train through the rolling English countryside, it felt like stepping back in time, the gentle sway and the chugging rhythm almost like the slow, steady pulse of a dancer's heart.

But I digress! My mission in Ramsgate wasn't just to be a pink vision in a tutu - it was to discover the hidden gems of this charming seaside town and, of course, to share my ballet love with everyone I met!

Firstly, I had to hit the beach. Ramsgate boasts a lovely stretch of sandy shores, the kind of beach that makes you want to leap for joy and spin in your tutu! The soft sand underfoot was perfect for impromptu pirouettes, and I'm sure I turned quite a few heads as I waltzed along the seafront, the crisp sea breeze playing with my tulle and the sunlight painting a lovely golden glow on the waves.

Next up was the enchanting Ramsgate Royal Harbour. I'm a firm believer that everything looks better from a horse - and the sea, even more so. But since riding a horse down the Harbour Arm wasn't a practical idea (though it's definitely a dream for the future!), I opted for the more conventional, though equally charming, solution of a seafront stroll.

This harbour is packed with character – charming fishermen mending nets, boats bobbing gently in the sunshine, and seagulls screaming a symphony of welcome (although the noise isn’t as melodic as a beautiful waltz). It felt incredibly inspiring, reminding me of the graceful and sometimes chaotic dance of the ocean, its waves a continual, mesmerizing waltz.

Now, my lovelies, you know how much I adore ballet performances. Luckily, Ramsgate has a little gem of a theatre, the Granville, nestled in the heart of the town. While there wasn't a ballet show scheduled during my visit (which I was very sad about!), it still holds a special place in my heart. I pictured the stage filled with graceful dancers, the lights illuminating the exquisite costumes and the audience captivated by the magical storytelling of dance. I could almost hear the music swirling around me as I imagined the breathtaking moments, the leaps of pure joy, the captivating storytelling in movement, all brought to life on that stage.

But my visit to Ramsgate wasn't just about pink, ballet and theatre. This town boasts a treasure trove of hidden delights, waiting to be discovered by adventurous hearts like mine. From independent boutiques bursting with quirky trinkets to cosy cafes brewing the most delicious coffee (and offering, of course, the perfect spot to fuel up with a delicious scone!), I had my heart stolen by Ramsgate's unique charm.

And I couldn't forget about the local wildlife! My favourite encounter was with a playful family of seagulls, so confident and daring. Their acrobatic antics reminded me of the grace of a ballerina soaring through the air! As I watched them playfully steal bread crumbs from my picnic (not that I mind, their feathery pirouettes were a treat in themselves), I felt a sense of playful connection with these cheeky creatures.

I even encountered a curious grey seal, sunning itself on a rock near the harbour. The sleek curves of its body reminded me of a graceful dancer stretching and warming up. It seemed almost to acknowledge my pink tutu with a playful wiggle of its whiskers.

Now, the true secret to a delightful trip, for any adventurer, lies not just in the destinations, but in the moments of unexpected magic that appear along the way. It might be a charming vintage store filled with forgotten treasures, a sudden burst of laughter shared with a local, or even a perfectly timed sunrise illuminating a familiar skyline in a whole new light.

And Ramsgate offered all these magical moments, wrapped in a quaint and charming package. Every cobblestone street, every cheerful shop, every hidden corner held a promise of discovery. The laughter of children on the beach, the chatter of friends in a cosy cafe, the salty air of the sea - they all danced together, creating a symphony of joyous experiences that stayed with me long after I left.

So, my dears, if you find yourself searching for a delightful getaway, a place where ballet dreams meet seaside charm, then Ramsgate should be on your list. But, above all, remember that a pink tutu is always the perfect travel companion - and I believe it can add a touch of joy to any journey!

And remember, don’t forget to visit www.pink-tutu.com everyday to see what adventures I’m having. I can't wait to share more with you. Until next time, happy dancing, happy travelling, and stay pink!

#TutuBlog 2016-01-18 in Ramsgate with a pink tutu.