When Travelocity pinged me and said I could fly to Tri-Cities airport for $155, I jumped at the bait. Fees and taxes brought the total cost to $198, but that’s the cheapest I’ve ever traveled to the old haunts. The bad news was that I had to fly out of Denver International at the ungodly hour of 5:30 AM, which meant that I had to get up at 3:00.
I flew Northwest Airlines to Memphis, where the other shoe dropped: the second leg of the trip was on a prop plane so loud the flight attendant wore ear plugs. It got me to Kingsport, however, where the first order of business was to eat lunch at Pal’s, home of wonderful hotdogs.