Atlanta #2:

After our Spring Break trip to Atlanta, I decided I wanted to get a job/internship/apprenticeship as soon as possible - just to see if this chocolate thing is for me.

 My first choice was the French Broad Chocolate Lounge - It's in Asheville, it's near a lot of my friends, and it was what started this whole obsession.  I worked up the courage and sent a heart-felt email to the owners and figured I'd have an answer by the end of the week.  The worst that could happen was they could say no.

No.  Not even that.  No response.  Assuming they just missed the email, I sent two more out.

Still nothing.  

I sent a handwritten letter.  Who doesn't reply to a letter?

Silence.

The people who inadvertently started this whole project in my mind weren't with me.  So, instead of moving up to Asheville, I hung my head and decided I'd find something better to do.  

It took me awhile, but after weighing the options of going to school or back to camp I decided to do neither and join my brother William sailing.

I spent my evenings studying for exams and reading up on coastal cruising.

And then my cousin Lilly spotted a post on facebook from Sugar Coated Radical.
They wanted a summer intern.

After a few emails (which were answered promptly) I found myself driving down to Atlanta for an interview.

And I got it.