My eyesight sucks. A detached retina and the subsequent operations to fix it, and the rise of glaucoma as a result, mean most of the vision in my left eye has gone. My right eye, on the other hand, is very short-sighted, meaning I can see bits of floating debris in the vitreous liquid behind the surface of my eye, which is distracting, and my current contact lens isn’t sitting correctly.
So while I can see, spotting fine details or seeing things clearly at a distance is a pain in the proverbial posterior. This harsh reality slammed into me particularly hard during a recent bachelor-party trip to Berlin. While steins of good German beer were consumed, we also did a lot of sightseeing – or at least my friends did, as I spent a good bit of time squinting.
