An airport in the middle
of town draws city planners like moths to a flame. No need to
worry about finding a ride to the terminal; it's right there.
Unfortunately, cites have this nasty little habit of being filled with
these things called "buildings" and unless you
before the city shoots up, a large area is bombed out in a war, or
due to all the
moving downriver, a new aerodrome in the middle of town is a bit
That didn't stop
Mr Charles Clever from coming up with ideas like dropping an
aerodrome in the middle of Clapham Junction. Buildings in the way?
Then put the runways on top of the buildings like spokes on a wheel.
Science in November 1939 went Mr Clever one bettter and imagined a
two hundred storey skyscraper with a giant airport on the roof complete
with Zeppelin terminal.
Beautiful. It's a pity the
designer forgot about those nasty cross winds.