Hello my darlings, and welcome back to Pink-Tutu.com! Today's post is all about my latest adventure: a whirlwind trip to the enchanting city of York! As always, I was sure to pack my pinkest tutu, as you just never know when the perfect opportunity for a pirouette might arise.
Now, you all know I'm a girl who loves a bit of whimsy, and let me tell you, York is a place where whimsy thrives. From the cobbled streets lined with charming shops to the grand architecture of York Minster, every corner whispered a story of old-world magic. And while the thought of exploring this historical city on horseback was very tempting (I’ve always been a fan of a good carriage ride!), ultimately, I opted for a classic train journey. There's something about the gentle rumble and the chug-chug-chug of the tracks that truly sets the mood for an adventure.
But first, the most important part of any trip: packing! For York, I went for a chic and elegant look. Picture this: a pastel pink silk top, a delicate floral skirt that twirled just right, and my trusty pink tutu tucked away in my handbag for a spontaneous twirl or two. As always, I added a splash of pink blush, and a dash of shimmery pink eyeshadow for a touch of ballerina-inspired magic. I also made sure to pack my favourite pair of ballet shoes – a perfect blend of comfort and style, perfect for a day of exploring the city.
The train journey itself was a delight. It was so peaceful to gaze out the window, watching the English countryside whizz by, feeling the rhythm of the rails under my feet. Just picturing it is enough to make me want to grab my tutu and pirouette down the aisle! I got a chance to chat with a fellow traveller, a retired dancer, who regaled me with tales of performing in York's famous Theatre Royal back in the day. Talk about inspiring!
Arriving in York, the first thing that struck me was the incredible energy buzzing around the station. It felt like the city itself was welcoming me with open arms. We stepped out into the sunshine, and I breathed in the fresh air – the perfect mix of countryside and city scents. As I stepped onto the cobblestones, the city felt like a stage just waiting for a ballerina to grace it.
It was a beautiful day, the kind of day that practically begs for you to wander aimlessly, discovering hidden treasures around every corner. First up on the agenda: York Minster! This majestic gothic cathedral left me speechless. Standing tall above the city, it seemed to reach towards the heavens, whispering stories of faith and history. The stained-glass windows, intricate carvings, and quiet atmosphere left me in awe. It was a reminder that beauty can be found in unexpected places – even in the most ancient of structures.
Next, I went on a journey back in time with a visit to the Jorvik Viking Centre. Although York might be best known for its historic streets and minster, did you know the city has Viking roots?! They’ve done a great job of bringing history to life at the Jorvik centre. The rides were fun and the exhibition gave you a taste of what life was like in a Viking village. Although I wouldn’t want to be digging latrines in the 9th Century – let’s be honest – the sights, smells, and stories were quite the adventure!
York has so many beautiful green spaces too, with pretty little gardens everywhere. My absolute favourite though was the walled garden within the Museum Gardens, behind the Minster. A hidden gem, filled with fragrant roses, chirping birds, and buzzing bees – a perfect spot for a midday snack and a spot of people watching.
Later, the shops beckoned me. After an afternoon of browsing through quirky boutiques and vintage shops (I couldn't resist a little bit of shopping, of course!), I stumbled across the most divine bakery. It was like stepping into a fairytale, with a display case filled with tempting cakes and pastries. My eyes lit up and I just knew I had to try their rosewater and pistachio cake – utterly divine!
No trip to York is complete without a stroll along the historic Shambles. The narrow, cobbled lanes with their overhanging timbered houses transported me to another era. I felt like I had walked straight out of a classic English novel. The city is renowned for its history and architecture, and the Shambles did not disappoint!
And as the sun began to set, painting the sky in fiery hues of pink and orange, I knew it was time for a touch of theatrical magic. I had reserved a ticket for a performance at the York Theatre Royal, a venue with over 200 years of history. The atmosphere was electric. Watching the actors bring the stage to life, feeling the passion in every word, the energy in every gesture – that’s what truly elevates the theatrical experience!
On my last day, before hopping back on the train, I ventured a little further out of the city, where I found a quaint, little village surrounded by fields. Walking down a pathway, surrounded by meadows filled with sheep and cows, I stumbled upon a charming little café. It felt like a scene out of a heartwarming film, with rustic charm and delicious homemade cakes. And, of course, what’s a visit to the countryside without a cup of tea?! I tucked into a generous slice of their apple and cinnamon cake, while taking in the idyllic scenery. I simply felt happy!
Leaving York, I was a little sad to see this enchanting city disappear from view, but a little piece of it will stay with me forever. York has a charm unlike any other – it's a place that embraces history and artistry with open arms, a place that encourages a sense of adventure and wonder. I have to admit, it was hard to resist the urge to twirl and twirl on the train as we left the station.
So, darlings, until next time! Don't forget to visit the Pink-Tutu.com website, where I share my favourite outfits, beauty tips, and the best places to go in my beautiful Derbyshire and beyond. Next week, I’m taking a trip down to London – my favourite city in the world! Expect all the pink tutus, high tea dates, and theatre trips you could possibly imagine! And in the meantime, remember – the world is a stage, and there's always a perfect time for a little pirouette.
Happy twirling!
Emma xx
