Hershey, Pennsylvania

We were driving through and thought that we should stop and at least buy some chocolate, so we did. I don't care for Hershey's all too much and neither does Carl. At least we can say we've been! I can also say we probably won't be going back unless we are looking to be overwhelmed by lost children who have forgotten their manners and are high on sugar. Not that their parents are much better. We almost saw a fight break out in the parking lot and a parking attendant almost get run over by the same man who was trying to start the fight.

There were plenty of welcome signs.

Make your own chocolate factory.

The street lights in Hershey, PA are all Hershey kisses.

We are now driving toward Connecticut. It's a stop over before we spend the day on Nantucket Island, Massachusetts.