To Market, To Market, To Buy Spectacle Lenses

Getting very wet, and coming to my senses!

To the optician’s after work

I started to drive a four-wheeler late, at age 44. I still love driving my lovely (still) new Honda Jazz automatic.
So I was quite delighted when I realized I needed a new pair of spectacles. Yay! A six-kilometer drive on the way out from work, and ten on the way back home.
I reached the specs shop pretty easily. It was a smooth drive and the streets were empty.
I even took a few pictures while I waited for him…