Word: gondola
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...apparition that graced the skies over France last week looked rather like a giant exclamation point, which was entirely appropriate for the occasion. An enormous silvery balloon -eleven stories high-was sailing majestically through the air at 12 m.p.h., while in a red and yellow gondola below rode three bleary-eyed Americans, their excitement overcoming their exhaustion...
Some people in the excited crowd clawed away bits of the gondola and even ripped off pieces of the balloon with their teeth to carry home as souvenirs. The Americans happily squirted the crowd with champagne. Said Abruzzo later: "We were so delighted to be on the ground again that the crowd looked good...
...world's largest roll-up rug, a 126,85 l-sq.-ft., zippered greensward of AstroTurf that the locals fondly call Mardi Grass. Also the biggest set of TV tubes: six superscreens, each 22 ft. wide by 26 ft. high, suspended from a 75-ton gondola, which afford the farthest-out viewer in the cheapest, loftiest seat a closeup of a cheerleader or an instant replay of a football fumble...
...grandee and his wife, known as the Duke and Duchess of Plaza-Toro, initially appear two dimensional but that's because they float across stage on a gondola bearing a resemblance of sorts to Washington Crossing the Delaware. But nothing is flat about David S. Brown's and Diane Nabatoff's performances. Nabatoff manages to look both pinched and bombastic simultaneously. Uppercrustedly on the bourgeois make, Brown has the perfect Hogarthian face for the role: his oblivious facial reactions to his own spectacular antics make him all the funnier. With Brown as the Duke of Plaza-Toro...
Dougie and I climb aboard Fat Albert's gondola, Dougie fires the burners again, and our craft ascends into the New Jersey mist. In the distance, other balloons move like baubles on a mobile, rising and dipping in the breeze. There is solitude in the air. Except for the occasional fire of the burners, the rest is silence. The land shrinks to lilliputian dimensions; horses run from this spectacle in the sky, and people on their porches, retrieving their Sunday papers, look up and wave. There is no sensation of movement-our balloon is moving with the wind...