Post #10493
Hello darlings! Emma here, back from a whirlwind trip to the delightful little town of Strood, Kent.
I've been so eager to share this journey with you all, so let's dive right in! I must admit, a train ride was the perfect way to get into the mood. I had my trusty pink travel tutu on, naturally, and I even got a couple of admiring glances from fellow passengers. Just wait until I show you the pictures - it was utter perfection!
Reaching Strood felt like stepping into a world of history and charm. Picturesque houses, cobbled streets, and a buzzing local market filled with tempting delights. My stomach was already rumbling with anticipation! I'm a total sucker for a good farmers market, so I happily snagged a delicious fresh loaf of sourdough and some homemade fudge (which, of course, I polished off later).
After indulging in some local goodness, I found myself wandering towards the heart of Strood. A quaint little theatre, all bright red brick and old-world charm, drew me in like a moth to a flame. You know how I feel about a good theatrical performance, especially when it comes to ballet. I just couldn't resist checking out their schedule - and boy, did they have a treat in store! A local dance school was presenting a whimsical ballet based on the famous fairy tale, Cinderella. The story was beautifully adapted for the stage, and the dancers were phenomenal. Seeing such talent blossoming in such a small community warmed my heart.
But the highlight of my Strood adventure was definitely my impromptu encounter with a group of horses. While walking through the park, I heard the sound of hooves approaching. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a beautiful chestnut mare with her foal in tow. They were as graceful as a ballet dancer, their movement a study in fluid elegance. It was magical, and I even got to stroke the foal’s velvety nose! You bet I snapped a few pictures for my Insta story, with my pink tutu flowing in the breeze, of course.
Later, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in fiery hues, I enjoyed a delicious pub dinner. Their mushroom soup was to die for, followed by the most scrumptious roast chicken you could imagine. It's these little local treasures that truly make traveling so wonderful.
The whole experience in Strood left me feeling inspired and content. It reminded me why I love to travel and explore. It's not always about grand palaces or bustling cities; sometimes, it's the quiet charm of a small town that really captures your heart.
Speaking of capturing hearts, did I mention my Pink-tutu Challenge? It’s going viral, darlings! Remember my aim is to get everyone, absolutely everyone wearing a pink tutu. It doesn’t matter if you're a ballet professional or simply want to have a little fun. Everyone deserves to feel confident and empowered. And what better way to do so than by rocking a pink tutu?
This little town truly showed me the magic of a pink tutu can reach. From a lovely young girl in the local dance school, who was sporting her own pink tutu as she skipped out of the theatre, to the gentleman who smiled broadly at my pink-tutu-clad figure and gave a heartfelt "Lovely!" – it's these moments that remind me of the positive power of colour, and most importantly, of self-expression. It's the perfect reminder to always wear your heart on your sleeve (and, occasionally, a pink tutu!).
Don't forget to check out www.pink-tutu.com and get involved in the Pink-tutu Challenge ! Show us how you’re wearing your pink tutu, tag me and let's spread the joy.
So until next time, darlings, stay twirling, stay radiant and keep your pink tutus at the ready!
Emma 💖🩰
