“How high are we above sea level?” asked a middle-aged woman, as the zodiac carrying her and a half dozen other high-end tourists skirted along the icy shoreline toward their landing point by the outlet of another monolithic glacier. My husband, the tour guide, frowned and his mouth opened and closed, but no words fell …
Month: April 2019
For me, winters in northern Europe were a dark dirge. Weeks of rain, sleet slapping the windows, grim morning darkness and a cold dank wind. The evenings too quickly wrapped their shadowy arms around the city, already hunkered down for the night by mid afternoon. It’s so dark in Copenhagen, Greenlanders say, and so cold. …
The multicultural festival in Nuuk this week seems like a good time to think about embracing diversity. There were activities involving food, art, and culture to celebrate Nuuk’s limited diversity. It’s needed. Since we moved to Greenland from Australia, I have noticed a marked change in my young son’s attitude toward foreigners. He notices people …
Sleet slaps against the window pane and drags itself in patchy wetness down the glass. The streets stream with water, cars bursting through deep puddles, sending up explosive watery sprays. The ski season is over. I used to go on skiing holidays as a kid in eastern Australia. Skiing in Australia was different from skiing …