Some of you might not get my title. Let me explain…
It all started yesterday when we went to Siena. We had been walking around seeing some beautiful gelato(1)and having lunch(2)when it turned dark(see, part of the meaning of DARK Chocolate) and rainy. With no other way of transportation except the bus station where we got off (which was about 1 kilometer away) we decided to walk back to the bus station. On the way there we didn’t stop for the beautiful gelato but we did stop for a gelato. I had the flavors: nutella and coconut, they were good until I was standing under a awning just when a drip came down and went right into my gelato. Suddenly, it didn’t seem so appetizing. My mom -being the life saver she is- scooped off the top layer of gelato into the trash; then I ate the rest. You should not be thinking “Wow she must be big” because I walk up the mountains here and the gelato is gone in the blink of an eye. After we had a nice dinner with a waiter who knew everything, we walked home and got into bed.
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2: Blood pudding, head cheese and rustic salami.

Today we got out of bed, changed and into the car. We were on our way to a Baci(chocolate; hint,hint) factory when we stoped at this little town called Passignano (a lake side town). We had lunch there, then got back in the car and drove. When we got to the factory, we were only allowed to have one piece of chocolate when we started the museum tour, but all-you-can-eat after. Then we saw the factory where they make over 1500 baci a minute! Imagine coming home after a day of work and saying “I never want to see another chocolate in my life”. I think after that you should know what chocolate in Dark Chocolate means.
Feeling as sick as ever, I introduce some pictures: