Changing plans?

There I was, planning everything to go to US just to see Def Leppard, reading that is was amazing and thinking about an idea gave me, about renting a Harley Davidson and cruising through the Route 66, when my mom invite me to go with her and my dad to europe. Italy and Swiss, if my memory still works (and I know it segfaults from time to time).

Now I have to choose between going to a place, alone, seeing some show and running around, alone OR going to a place where I’ll not understand a word with my parents with no special direction.

Just before my crash, the first option was the most probable. But, right now, I think I’ll just throw everything I planed and just go with some people I care about and I can’t see for a looong time.