what if you could not see for a day? no, not complete darkness, but colourful mush?

I own two pairs of glasses because without them I see exactly that, so in case something happens to one pair I still have the other, or so the cautious German in me thinks.
A few weeks I dropped one pair in the bathroom and a lense cracked in 23 pieces. So they went on a trip to Germany as Sam left Colombia to receive a fresh lense from this marvellous establishment.
One down, one to go.
A sunny day I arrive at the top of some stairs in front of an office building for a meeting, and changing my sunglasses for the white ones, I - yes... dropped them. The white ones. They toppled down the stairs, and I felt that certain cold creeping up my back. Picked them up, and of course the lenses looked like they had integrated spiderwebs. No meeting for me (with sunglasses no way, broken lenses errrmmm no, and without impossible because of the mush)

So: action. Being in the north of Bogotá Sergio and Alejo acompanied me to a posh shopping centre, where I was told that I would have to wait at least one week for the new lenses to arrive, and would have to pay the equivalent of 27% of a monthly wage for them.

The primary issues being: I do not have 27% of my monthly wage spare, and the day after had an important sales meeting (the follow-up of which could be the culmination of my career in sales so far).
Back to the story: 12.000 pesos spent on a taxi, the curves of "La Circunvalar", and 42 minutes later I stand in the middle of the centre of Bogotá, just before shops close. Around me one optician shop next to the other, vendors handing out flyers to passerbys. The strange phenomenon of Bogotá of always having all shops of one kind in one part of town finally pays off!
Presenting my spiderweb to the optician in the shop on the corner he tells me: "No problem! I'll take care of this straight away." (Ummm oh, excellent!) He proceeded to check the strength of my sunglasses, and returns telling me: "Uh-oh, this is complicated" (I knew this would happen - when people discover the kind of mush I see it generally evokes that comment), "and it will take a long time to make the lenses".
Por dios!
I was thinking along the lines of a week, when he continues: "one hour!"
Since he was closing, I left my glasses there, and he promised me to have them ready at 10 in the morning, just before the meeting. For 9% of my monthly wage.

The night proceeded. Walking around with sunglasses, without I might have fallen into one of Bogotás man-holes or tripped over any of the diverse objects one finds in the streets.
Later in the gym, I bravely decided to work out without being able to see. Treadmill was easy, just had to put my face really close to the dashboard to program the thing.
But then I ended up searching for weights all around the place, literally with my hands feeling along a wall, picking up weights, holding them 4 centimetres away from my face to read those little numbers printed on them.

A group of "tough guys" started making fun of me, and asked me "Why are you so blind?"

Nerve-wrecking and amazing. Life without seeing properly.

Now think about complete darkness instead of colourful mush.  ¶ 10:36 PM