Whoa. Lake Como is something out of "Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous." Because I am neither rich or famous (yet), there's not much for me to do here within my non-George Clooney means. Also, the average age here is about 60, so I'm not meeting a lot of people that I wouldn't otherwise in Palm Springs. Even in the hostel, some people are in their 50s. Thus, I'm heading back to Interlaken tomorrow to party a bit before I head home. More later.