Wednesday 12th January 2005
Dearest readers,
Greetings from Vienna! This charming city is positively swirling with waltz music and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. The snow glistens in the sunshine, creating a magical atmosphere as I hop off the train from Salzburg and step onto the platform, tutu twirling ever so slightly in the fresh air. My pink tutu is definitely the most fabulous thing in the station right now, that much is clear!
As you know, I'm a firm believer that every journey is a beautiful ballet – from the grand opening of a theatre performance to the delicate dance of a falling snowflake. My latest adventures in Austria have been a whirlwind of classical ballet, charming coffee shops, and a little bit of pink-tinted extravagance, as per usual!
A Salzburg Soirée:
Before venturing into the heart of Vienna, I spent a few enchanting days in Salzburg. The city oozed history and beauty. Every cobbled street felt like a stage set from a classical opera, complete with elegant Baroque buildings and majestic mountain views. I wandered the narrow lanes, lost in admiration for the sheer loveliness of the architecture. Even my usual pink-tinted outlook felt rather muted compared to the majestic beauty of Salzburg. I'd even found a shop selling delicate pastel-hued tutus, a perfect touch for my Viennese adventures.
Ballet at the Salzburg Festival:
I wasn't going to miss a chance to experience a performance at the legendary Salzburg Festival, and, of course, it had to be a ballet! My heart skipped a beat as I entered the Festspielhaus, feeling like a fairy in a palace of magic. The performance, “Giselle,” was spellbinding. It's easy to forget how the music, costumes, and the dancer's skill can truly transport you to another realm, another world. It's all about the elegance of the choreography and the power of those perfect pirouettes. You could see it in the hushed anticipation of the audience – we were all under the spell of the ballet, mesmerised by its grace.
Vienna Calling:
After a brief, but lovely, stay in Salzburg, I packed my bags and embarked on a breathtaking train journey to Vienna. It was a journey I'll always remember: the snowy scenery painted outside the window, the gentle sway of the carriage, and the soft murmur of fellow passengers - it was like a travelling theatre in itself. As I arrived at Vienna's Hauptbahnhof, a familiar thrill ran through me – a new adventure was waiting!
The Waltz of Fashion:
Now, as much as I adore the elegance of classical ballet, there's no denying the thrill of the latest fashion trends. My arrival in Vienna was no exception. Vienna has some of the most captivating vintage shops I’ve ever encountered. They're filled with breathtaking treasures from another era. I've already started exploring, my heart beating like a frantic tarantella at the prospect of finding a new feather boa for my tutu. A little sparkle and vintage elegance are a perfect accompaniment to the graceful ambiance of Vienna!
My Viennese Dreams:
But enough about fashion – my real dream is to experience a waltz at the world-famous Vienna Opera House! The very thought of dancing with the elegance of the great waltzers of the past sends shivers down my spine. I can almost hear the music now: Strauss waltzes with a Viennese symphony orchestra – what a magical performance it would be. It's the dream, of course, but this time I might even dare to try waltzing in my pink tutu... just a little bit!
Postscript:
Don't forget to join me again next Wednesday, for more adventures in Vienna, and don't forget to wear pink – every day is a dance! You can share your pink-tutu moments with me by using the hashtag #PinkTutuVienna, and be sure to subscribe to my website www.pink-tutu.com for more fun updates!
Au revoir for now,
Emma
The pinkest ballerina in all of Vienna
