Road Tripping: A Prodigal Son Rdiscovers the American Northwest. Part 2

When I was in high school in the mid- to late 90’s, I’d occasionally visit Tacoma.  It wasn’t without some trepidation that adults agreed to chaperone whichever trip we were taking.  Local legend pegged it as a rough place that shared an airport with Seattle, a city with much better PR.  Even now, whenever I…