Why a flying gondola?
In a nutshell... When I was ten years old, my family went on a touristic excursion from my little city (Trieste) to the world renown Venice. No one prepared me for what my eyes were about to experience, or my soul was to absorb on that day, but the canal city made such a powerful impression on me that I fell in love with it, completely and totally. Yes, even the smelly garbage laden water which is everywhere, and its smell permeates the air... especially on a hot day. I have seen a lot of the world since then, but I still hold Venice on a pedestal, as my favorite city of all. Every time I am in its vicinity, I make a little pilgrimage to itt. Once I cross the bridge from the main train station to the city, it's as if I have crossed into another realm. Cars do not exist in Venice; the streets are substituted by canals, therefore the only means of transportation is by boat. Big, medium, small and extra tiny, you can see them floating like they have for centuries. The other way to...