Well, that surely went quickly

So, um, after two years I've seen my dad again /looks gorgeous, thanks god for his genes/ and guess what, he just hands me the b-day gift, tells me that he lives in Prague /what the hell?!/ and that I can visit him someday and he would love to see our gig /lies, lies, lies again/ and then he leaves again. I could not look him in the eyes, for it moved me too much. This sucks.