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#TutuBlog 2016-11-07 in Abingdon with a european style tutu.

Tutu Travels: Abingdon Adventures (Post #7432)

Hello, darlings! It’s your favourite tutu-clad travel blogger, Emma, back with another dazzling adventure! This time, I found myself whisked away to the quaint and charming town of Abingdon, nestled in the Oxfordshire countryside.

It's been a whirlwind week, full of fluffy pink tulle, soaring leaps, and of course, my trusty tutu! I'm feeling ever so inspired after attending a truly magical ballet performance by the Abingdon Ballet School, and I'm just bursting to share all the wonderful details with you!

The journey itself was an absolute dream. I swapped my trusty car for a sleek train ride, letting the picturesque English landscape unfurl past the window. I can’t think of anything more elegant than watching the rolling hills whiz by, with the sun glinting off the windows and the gentle clickety-clack of the tracks filling the air.

Once I arrived in Abingdon, the vibrant energy of the town quickly charmed me. The cobblestone streets, lined with delightful shops and quaint tea rooms, were like something out of a Jane Austen novel!

Of course, the real highlight of my trip was the ballet performance at the Abingdon Ballet School. Now, I'm no stranger to the world of ballet. In fact, I've practically lived in my dancing shoes for as long as I can remember. But there's something truly special about watching young, passionate dancers, their faces alight with a fire for the art form.

The show itself was an explosion of talent and artistry. From the delicate pirouettes to the graceful leaps, every single move was a joy to behold. The students, clad in the most stunning European-style tutus – picture flowing lines, a whisper of chiffon, and a delightful touch of pink – truly stole the show. They weren’t afraid to let their love for the art form shine through, their expressions filled with joy and freedom.

It reminded me of my own first ballet classes, when the world was a stage filled with wonder, and the graceful steps felt like the most natural thing in the world. I'm a firm believer that ballet is for everyone, regardless of age, experience, or, let's be honest, the size of your tutu. The discipline, the dedication, and the pure beauty of it all, all inspire me to spread this love with the world!

And speaking of inspiration, my trip to Abingdon also led me to the local wildlife park, where I found myself enchanted by the sight of graceful swans gliding across a serene lake. Talk about an elegant display of nature’s beauty! And just look at those long, elegant necks - surely they could be considered a swan's tutu? It truly is a world full of beauty and grace.

It wasn’t just the birds who stole my heart though, the friendly horses who called the park their home were also an absolute delight! Seeing them gallop across the lush meadows was an incredible sight. A horse-drawn carriage to travel through town? Now that’s what I call a grand entrance, perfect for a ballerina on the move.

After a day filled with graceful swans, charming horses, and exquisite ballet, it was time for some indulgence. I found a charming tearoom with pastel-coloured walls, where I enjoyed a scrumptious afternoon tea, complete with a miniature Victoria sponge (how could I resist!) and, of course, a delicate pink teacup to complete the look. I have to confess, the perfect way to finish off the perfect day is with a little indulgence and a little bit of pink, naturally!

It’s times like these that make me appreciate the wonders of travel and the magic that lies in discovering new corners of the world. Every destination, every experience, whether it's a dazzling ballet performance or a graceful horse race, reminds me of the beauty and inspiration that life offers, just waiting for us to discover it!

As I boarded the train for home, my heart was filled with warmth and happiness. The echoes of graceful movements, the chirping of swans, and the soft clip-clop of hooves lingered in my memory. I couldn’t help but feel a little extra bounce in my step as I boarded the train back home, and my heart already planned its next tutu-tastic adventure.

So, dear readers, remember that life is a grand stage waiting for you to step onto. Embrace the elegance of travel, the wonder of ballet, the graceful beauty of the natural world, and of course, let the pinkest and fluffiest tutus be your guiding light!

Until next time, Emma. www.pink-tutu.com

#TutuBlog 2016-11-07 in Abingdon with a european style tutu.