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Hello my darling tutu lovers! It's Emma here, ready to whisk you away on another delightful dance adventure. Today, I'm leaving the rolling hills of Derbyshire behind for a little seaside escape in Weston-super-Mare! Now, I'm a true believer that a tutu goes everywhere - and trust me, the breezy coastal air has definitely given my yellow tulle a new lease on life!
The journey down was pure magic. My steed for the day was a glorious scarlet vintage train, all plush velvet seats and that unmistakable, nostalgic whiff of coal smoke. As the rolling green fields turned to turquoise seas, I couldn't resist striking a pose for the window. You can just imagine, the wind in my hair, the sun glinting off my tutu, the scent of salty air swirling around me - pure bliss!
First stop, Weston's iconic Grand Pier! It's a right riot of colours and flashing lights, a seaside amusement park straight out of a childhood dream. My little yellow tutu, in all its glorious frilly splendour, definitely turned heads as I navigated the maze of arcades and funfair rides. There was even a delightful troupe of seagull performers that I had to meet - they definitely seemed to be doing their best ballerina impersonation, all that hopping about and posing! 😂
No seaside jaunt is complete without a taste of the local cuisine, and I was particularly charmed by the brightly coloured seaside ice cream parlours. My pick, of course, had to be pink! A delicious strawberry scoop nestled within a fluffy cone, and a sprinkle of colourful confetti, the perfect fuel for more tutus-n-tweedling.
Of course, the real highlight of this seaside escapades is the chance to explore nature! I just adore how the sea blends the salty ocean with the fresh greens of the coastal woodlands. There's something so serene about it, and I can't resist capturing it in a photograph. I found the perfect spot near a little secluded cove, nestled among rocks, where the waves were crashing on the shore, all blue and foamy and beautiful. A slight dip into the sea? Only with my pink tutu on, obviously! The water was freezing, but that just made the walk on the beach all the more blissful.
The sun is setting on another gorgeous day in Weston-super-Mare, casting a golden hue over the sky. I’m taking a moment to breathe it all in – the laughter of families, the clanging of ice-cream vans, the gentle rustle of waves against the shore. This seaside town has truly captured a piece of my heart.
I must confess, dear readers, a tiny voice inside me is whispering about finding a local dance class to attend before I head back to Derbyshire. You know, just to make the most of my stay and share my passion with others. Who knows? Maybe this little seaside town might even have a secret hidden ballet studio waiting to be discovered. If there's one thing I know about ballet, it’s that the magic can bloom in the most unexpected places!
Until next time, dear friends, remember, there’s nothing more fabulous than a tutu by the sea, and the best way to travel is always with a smile and a heart filled with grace. 💖🩰
