Hello lovelies! Emma here, back from a whirlwind weekend adventure in the beautiful seaside town of Folkestone, and boy, was it a pink-tutu-tastic trip! I mean, come on, what could be more perfect than a trip to the coast with my trusty pink tutu in tow? 😉
As usual, I hopped on a train down from my Derbyshire digs, feeling the excitement building as the train rolled through the green fields, the scent of the sea becoming stronger with every passing mile. There’s something magical about travelling by train, you know? It’s a chance to observe, dream, and lose yourself in a world of fleeting stories unfolding outside your window.
I'd booked a room at the most delightful B&B in Folkestone. They had a room with a balcony overlooking the sea, which felt incredibly romantic – even for a solo traveller like myself!
Of course, no trip of mine is complete without a dash of ballet! I checked the local listings and discovered a ballet studio just a short stroll from my B&B. So, feeling like a true ballet-mad fairy, I dashed off in my trusty tutu, ready to grace their dance floor.
The studio, tucked away in a cobbled alley, was a charming little place, filled with the echoes of swirling skirts and delicate pirouettes. I joined an adult beginner's class – you're never too old to start, girls! The teacher was lovely and full of encouragement, and I was surprised at how quickly I remembered the basic steps. We even did some barre work – my muscles were a little sore the next day, but I loved it!
After class, feeling invigorated and buzzing, I popped over to the local fish and chip shop, which I highly recommend – absolutely delicious! With my belly full, I decided to walk along the promenade, the sun warming my face as I took in the salty air. The cliffs looked stunning bathed in the afternoon light, the sea shimmering like a sapphire ribbon, and the gentle sounds of seagulls added to the idyllic atmosphere.
Of course, no trip to Folkestone is complete without visiting the historic harbour. The old boats bobbing gently, the seagulls screeching overhead, the smell of salt – it all felt wonderfully timeless and charming. There were some stalls selling delicious seafood – I simply had to indulge in some freshly cooked cockles, they were divine!
Now, for those who know me, you'll know I'm obsessed with all things wildlife. I have a little corner in my bedroom that I call "my butterfly sanctuary," filled with all sorts of butterflies that I've hand-painted. (Fun fact: I did my GCSE Art project on the beauty of butterfly wings!)
So, you can imagine how thrilled I was to find out that Folkestone has its very own Butterfly House! It was truly magical, watching the iridescent wings flutter past me as I walked amongst the colourful blooms. There were butterflies of every shape and size, from the delicate little Blues to the larger-than-life Swallowtails. They looked like tiny works of art, flitting through the air.
Of course, I wasn't going to let the opportunity to capture this spectacle on film pass me by. I took some fantastic pictures, which I'll be sharing on Instagram – so don't forget to follow me at @PinkTutuTravels! I’m hoping to encourage others to follow their own passions and spread a bit of pink tutu magic around the world. After all, wearing a pink tutu is more than just an outfit – it's about expressing yourself freely, being playful, and embracing your inner ballerina!
Speaking of inspiring others, one of my goals is to get everyone to try ballet – it's such a beautiful, expressive art form that’s perfect for anyone of any age! We’ve all got that little dancer inside of us, just waiting to come out!
But let's talk more about this amazing weekend adventure. I went to the theatre to see "The Nutcracker" on Saturday night. It was absolutely breathtaking! The dancers were incredible, their movements so graceful and powerful. The music was magical, transporting me to another world entirely. Seeing this classic ballet in a new setting made me appreciate the art form even more. It was like being part of a beautiful dream!
And then there was the sea. I couldn’t resist putting on my trusty pink tutu, finding a quiet little beach, and doing some solo ballet routines – because what’s better than a tutu twirl on the shore? Let me tell you, dancing on the sand is truly a unique experience. You're a part of nature, with the ocean crashing behind you, the salty air in your face. The waves make such lovely music and sound like the orchestra conducting your own personal performance. The only thing missing were some audience members!
My trip to Folkestone has definitely left me feeling inspired and refreshed. The town, the coastline, the friendly people – they all combined to create a truly unforgettable experience. It was a wonderful reminder that sometimes the most beautiful adventures are just a short train journey away.
As always, thanks for reading, darlings! Stay tuned for more pink tutu adventures as I explore the UK and the world beyond! Until then, go out and spread a bit of joy and magic. Remember, life is a ballet – make it your masterpiece!
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