Today we got to take a field trip with our homeschool group to a local world famous chocolate factory. And to our dismay there were no little tiny orange people working der inventing room, nor was there any doublebubbleburpacola… NOR may I add were there any fizzy lifting drinks. But we decided we wouldn’t let those things get to us. After all there were also no mechanical puppet heads catching on fire and for that we were very greatful.
We went to the factory owned and operated by Bernard Callebaut where world renown chocolate is made. The smell of this place is enough to give you a chocolate high.
But our day started before we got to the chocolate factory. We decided that it would be a fun experience for the boys if we took the bus and the train downtown. They had a great time and felt very adventurous.
The Pastor is an old pro at taking the train as he does it quite frequently. It was nice not having to guess which bus to catch and what time we had to be where. Our guide took very good care of us. And he looked hot while doing so.
Which reminds me… A homeless man on the street asked us if all of these boys were ours. When I nodded yes, he asked if we knew what caused it (har har). Well… I don’t know what got into me but I piped up and answered him with a hearty, “Yes! And we do it lots!” Really. I said that. I don’t know what came over me. (The man responded that he agreed with my mindset by the way.) My husband chuckled and moments later said, “You’ve been wanting to respond that way for a long time haven’t you?” (Because we get that kind of question a lot.) Yes, that answer had been waiting there under the surface like so much lava and it just finally found the moment to make its escape.
But I digress.
When we got to the chocolate factory we were greeted by this beautiful individual.
That’s an Aztec made entirely out of chocolate. I much prefer this to exploding mechanical puppet heads. (If you have no idea what I’m talking about, please refer to the “new” version of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.)
The rest of the relatively short tour went something like this…
yum yum yum
yum yum cock-a-doodle-doo yum yum
yum yum yum yum yum
And more yum. See that up there… turns out that’s what real chocolate waterfalls look like. Nothing like they do in the movies.
It was a super fun day even though the tour was short. After the tour we ate lunch downtown at a Mediterranean place that makes the most amazing Shawarma. I want to go back. Every day. For a million years. It was so yummy. I ate like a pig.
And then this evening we saw the most beautiful sunset out our front window… It’s really a crying shame that all of these pesky houses and power lines ruin such an otherwise gorgeous view…