magnificent men

... and ladies, paragliding and hang gliding about in their flying machines. They're all over the place and the central park in Interlaken was the landing strip de jour.

Interlaken was not at all what I was expecting - I think I had envisioned a small town full of outdoorsy types trying to flog you fleeces and glacier trips. Instead it was absolutely rammed with Arabs and Chinese all looking at very expensive watches and handbags. Oh, and the occasional paragliding trip.

A quick scoot up Heider Kulm (turns out the x-pro1 can do a pretty useful panorama), lunch, lake swimming, ice-cream, BBQ, uno, sleep.