How Can You Not Be In Love With The Man Who Invented Kisses?

I've always wanted to visit Hershey Park in Hershey, Pennsylvania when I was a kid, but these days I can really live without another horrific amusement park experience, even if there is chocolate involved, so Ed and I decided to just hit Chocolate World instead and check out their free factory tour (not the REAL factory, but a set-up) to see how chocolate is made; from the bean to the bar, so to speak.

After the tour, you get a little Hershey bar, presumably one that just came from the factory. Ed made fun of me for sticking my camera in the garbage can at the end of the hallway, but I couldn't pass up this shot of all the empty wrappers.

We perused the gift shop for a little while and bought a few treats for my nephews before getting back on the road. I was tempted to buy a chocolate scented candle for the truck to recreate the smell on the fake factory tour but I thought having a candle in the truck might be dangerous; not the fire part, the being surrounded by the smell of chocolate part. Oh, I'm not one of those crazy women who just has to have her chocolate; I do love it, I'm just sane in the company of it.

Although, chocolate kisses do have a special place in my heart and I think Milton S. Hershey might just be the man of my dreams.


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