Last time we were on the East Coast, we visited Hershey, Pennsylvania. Ever since, our kids have been asking to return. We thought we'd get some mileage out of their desire to return, so for the last few months, we had the kids working on earning marbles to fill jars. We told them that once their jars filled up, we would reward them with a trip back to Hershey, PA. Their jars finally filled up so we made the trip this past weekend.
Hershey, the chocolate company, has a visitor's center with an amusement ride similar (yet on a smaller scale) to Disney's Small World ride. The ride takes you through the process of making chocolate bars - from harvesting the coca beans to packaging the chocolate bars. The ride has everything from singing cows to pools of liquid chocolate being mixed. The smell of chocolate is also blown in your direction throughout the ride.
The savvy marketing people of Hershey have the ride exit into a huge store. There you can find all sorts of chocolate bars and brands that you probably did not know existed. Andrew got a kick out of the five-pound chocolate bars; however, he did not have the $30 to buy it.
Shelley's cousin, Kasey, and her family live in Hershey, PA. We met up with them on Saturday for brunch. Afterwards, they accompanied us to the amusement park. It was fun catching up with them.
The kids really enjoyed the rides at the amusement park. Andrew surprised us by trying (perhaps not enjoying) his first roller coaster ride. Gaby was my trusted partner and tried even the fastest and most challenging roller coasters. After several of the rides that turned her upside down at speeds over 60 mph, her eyes were wide open and she was speechless, but she was proud of having the courage and stomach to ride them.
On the way home, I had the bright idea to make a detour through Lancaster, PA to find old, Amish covered bridges. I am convinced that in my past life I was a farmer. I enjoy driving through farmland, seeing cattle, rows of crops, and farm equipment working in fields. Driving through Amish farmlands, especially now during the fall, seemed like a good idea. However, I forgot to factor in that since Colin's kidney condition is currently relapsing, we had a restless, temperamental six-year old boy on steroids in the vehicle. He drove us all crazy. The drive was long and we were happy to get home and out of the car.
Last time we were on the East Coast, we visited Hershey, Pennsylvania. Ever since, our kids have been asking to return. We thought we'd get some mileage out of their desire to return, so for the last few months, we had the kids working on earning marbles to fill jars. We told them that once their jars filled up, we would reward them with a trip back to Hershey, PA. Their jars finally filled up so we made the trip this past weekend.
Hershey, the chocolate company, has a visitor's center with an amusement ride similar (yet on a smaller scale) to Disney's Small World ride. The ride takes you through the process of making chocolate bars - from harvesting the coca beans to packaging the chocolate bars. The ride has everything from singing cows to pools of liquid chocolate being mixed. The smell of chocolate is also blown in your direction throughout the ride. 
The savvy marketing people of Hershey have the ride exit into a huge store. There you can find all sorts of chocolate bars and brands that you probably did not know existed. Andrew got a kick out of the five-pound chocolate bars; however, he did not have the $30 to buy it. 
Shelley's cousin, Kasey, and her family live in Hershey, PA. We met up with them on Saturday for brunch. Afterwards, they accompanied us to the amusement park. It was fun catching up with them. 
The kids really enjoyed the rides at the amusement park. Andrew surprised us by trying (perhaps not enjoying) his first roller coaster ride. Gaby was my trusted partner and tried even the fastest and most challenging roller coasters. After several of the rides that turned her upside down at speeds over 60 mph, her eyes were wide open and she was speechless, but she was proud of having the courage and stomach to ride them.
On the way home, I had the bright idea to make a detour through Lancaster, PA to find old, Amish covered bridges. I am convinced that in my past life I was a farmer. I enjoy driving through farmland, seeing cattle, rows of crops, and farm equipment working in fields. Driving through Amish farmlands, especially now during the fall, seemed like a good idea. However, I forgot to factor in that since Colin's kidney condition is currently relapsing, we had a restless, temperamental six-year old boy on steroids in the vehicle. He drove us all crazy. The drive was long and we were happy to get home and out of the car.
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