traveling sideways and up

A city that has invented jeans, focaccia, pesto, hydrofoils and lots more (including a non-party political party, internet based, the larger-voted member of the present coalition government of Italy, whose founder refused to run for parliament, whose parliamentary leader refused to be prime minister, who as deputy prime minister is in China beating off allegations that he travelled business class to get there, which his boarding pass says he didn't), a city whose ships historically put fear into the hearts of pirates of the Mediterranean, a city of practical dreamers like Cristofero Colombo who nagged the Spanish queen and king to give him the money to sail west to find China but found the Caribbean instead, a dream city, blowsy in late summer heat, scrunched into a hillside... it's different, innovative, and has some astounding public transport. All the following can be used with regular EUR1.50 tickets for 100 minutes or 4.50 for 24 hours: in addition to trolley buses that down poles and become diesel electric when the wires run out, funicular railways, a tardis-like elevator to the Castelletto Belvedere (where is indeed bel seeing) there is the perhaps unique Ascensore [lift] Montegalletto, an elevator which comfortably fitted four people, could take more, momentarily fitted a ticket inspector and which has on the wall a technical notice with glowing lights and text saying:

IMPIANTO INTEGRATO ORRIZONTALE VERTICALE MONTEGALLETTO

Running horizontally into the mountainside from a short lane off the Piazza Principe end of Via Balbi

Short films, unedited, from old phone...

and then vertically after moments of shifting its mental framework