In my Paris apartment the elevator does not stop on our floor; it used to be the servants quarters. After a long walk up 7 flights of stairs I always imagined w

In my Paris apartment the elevator does not stop on our floor; it used to be the servants quarters. After a long walk up 7 flights of stairs I always imagined what it would be like to have small aircraft, like a dirigible, pull up to my window and hop out. What a surprise to find out someone was doing that 100 years ago.