I just dropped Holland off at the airport for his red-eye flight to Mexico (via Atlanta) for his brother's wedding. Through no small feat, he managed to get three days off this weekend to go. I, sadly, am not going to the beach in Mexico but rather spending the night on call at the hospital tomorrow.
Before he left, we got a late dinner at Squatter's Brew Pub. Note the Cinco de Mayo decorations in the background. Holland is having a beer but I'm sticking to water as I'm still recuperating from a 24hour stomach bug. I'll spare y'all the details.
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