Visiting Hershey’s – the Mothership of
Chocolate, was a definite on our RV adventure.
Suzanne imagined (yes, she knew this wouldn’t be true) a Willie
Wonka-esque place with chocolate rivers and flowers one could eat. Well,
obviously not true, but we didn’t expect it to be as bad as it was. :-) Brad summed it
up well: a combo of “It’s a Small World”
(Disneyland), Chucky Cheese, and run-down
Amusement Park.
We only wanted
to go on the free factory tour – no need to pay to taste chocolate (been doing that for
decades!), create a chocolate bar (tried that in college while ‘under the influence’
– trust us, chocolate syrup put into a freezer doesn’t freeze, no matter how
long it’s left there), or any of that stuff – we just wanted to see the factory
that makes such goodness. Well, we did the "factory tour" and we still haven’t
seen the factory that makes such goodness – it’s a farce. No, Virginia, there
isn’t a Santa Claus, sorry to say.
The “factory tour” takes on (on the amusement park-lie ride) through a cow singing (It’s a Small World) mock-factory and explains how (somewhere else) Hershey makes the yummy chocolate bars.
As expected, we
were let off our “tour” at the HUGE candy store – people were crazy – like they’ve
never seen chocolates, twizzlers, or sweets before (you know, the ones you see at
the food store for half the price) – they couldn’t contain themselves – lots of
sugar highs – lots of sugar highs!
Easy and affordable - no matter where you are!
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