Day 318: Threeaster

Instead of a day seven, I offer a day leight. . . or is it nine*
Anticipating holiday-homesick-pains
I grabbed a brother and we left.

Both struggling with The Pains,
we indulged.
Drank 3 cups of country
on one day--Easter.
Threeaster.

cup o' Finland

sip o' Estonia

Latvia, I think we'll stay a while...

*accepting puns marrying 'late' and 'nine'. i can't be bothered.