The least of them is that it is a remarkably quick way to make a journey that usually takes 6 hours (and, significantly, one which I have to make on a fortnightly basis). It takes 35 minutes precisely - barely enough to reach the cruising altitude of 6000m and get back down again.
But much more than a short hop over the mighty alps, this is a trip back to the golden age of air travel. 15 minutes before take-off you walk a few paces from the departure gate to the awaiting Saab 2000 twin prop. After a minimum of fuss you're in the air, and crossing the alps at close range.
Familiar mountain tops pass below like old friends: Mont Blanc, the Jungfrau, the Matterhorn. The highest peaks are a little over a kilometre down - near enough that you'd see any intrepid mountaineers that happened to be summitting at the time.
A smart lady promptly comes and offers wine and snacks to complete the moment, and before you've had time to finish them, it's 'cabin crew, prepare for landing' time and you're on the tarmac at Lugano's Agno airport.
It is a staggeringly expensive connection. At CHF 564 for your average weekend return, and at just 134 miles, it's possibly the most expensive scheduled flight in Europe(?). But the whole thing is so far away from the humiliation of modern budget air travel, you can dream for a moment or two of a world where EasyJet and co. don't exist. And I'll pay for that every once in a while.