Travel theme: Pink

Posted on March 21, 2014 by ailsapm

After a long and arduous winter that felt like it was never going to end, yesterday marked the vernal equinox up here in the northern hemisphere. As if to mark the occasion, when I was out walking yesterday, a solitary, fragile cherry blossom drifted into view, breaking through the winter gloom with a promise of warmer, longer days ahead. So it is with great glee that I offer up pink as this week’s travel theme. It’s a colour you either love or hate, but if you look closely, there’s an awful lot of it around.

This is how Seattle does spring time.

Utah is positively bursting with pink, like the haunting pink hoodoos of Bryce Canyon…

…and the mesmerizing Coral Pink Sand Dunes at sunset…

Then there is the elegant pink of glorious flamingos…

…a dramatic pink-streaked sunset over Manhattan…

…an utterly romantic smoky blush of dawn from the window of the Empire Builder train crossing the US…

…and a deliciously delicate pink dawn from the window of an airplane.

I hope you’re tickled pink enough to come up with your own interpretation of this week’s theme. If you would like to join in (everyone’s welcome!) here’s what to do:

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Show me your flushed, blushed, rosy shots. Think pink!

xxx Ailsa

Almost all words do have color and nothing is more pleasant than to utter a pink word and see someone’s eyes light up and know it is a pink word for him or her too. – Gladys Taber

Wish on everything. Pink cars are good, especially old ones. And stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. – Francesca Lia Block

A kiss, when all is said, what is it?
A rosy dot placed on the “i” in loving;
‘Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear. – Edmond Rostand (Cyrano de Bergerac)

About ailsapm

Hi there! I’m Ailsa Prideaux-Mooney. I’ve lived in many places, and travelled to many more. I had a lot of fun getting there and being there, wherever there happened to be at the time. I climbed a castle wall in Czesky Krumlov, abseiled down cliffs to go caving in the west of Ireland, slept on the beach in Paros, got chased by a swarm of bees in Vourvourou (ok that wasn’t fun, but it was exciting), learned flower arranging in Tokyo, found myself in the middle of a riot in Seoul, learned to snowboard in Salzburg, got lost in a labyrinth in Budapest and had my ice cream stolen by a gull in Cornwall. And I’m just getting started. If you’ve enjoyed what you’ve read so far, I’d love you to follow my travelogue - wheresmybackpack.com - and remember, anyone who tries to tell you it’s a small world hasn’t tried to see it all.

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