Now back in Greenland, I've been pleased with my own cleverness as I call Nuuk "white city" in my mind while tramping around town in the snow. Here are some pictures.
In Kabul or other insecure conflict areas, "White City" refers to the UN's highest security alert-- when in effect, the city goes into lock-down mode and almost all movement ceases.
Now back in Greenland, I've been pleased with my own cleverness as I call Nuuk "white city" in my mind while tramping around town in the snow. Here are some pictures.
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After two and half months in Aghanistan, I'm back in Nuuk and enjoying the simple pleasures of being here. Brewing my own coffee in the morning... baking a fresh batch of blueberry muffins... doing yoga with a view of the ocean instead of the inside of a container wall... all of these are things I now relish with renewed appreciation. The best part of being back, of course, is Ken; but I knew that would be great. The small things--the incredible quality of Danish toilet paper, the saltiness of the bacon, the total lack of gunfire at night--are what keep on surprising me. The weather in Nuuk is already cold and snowy, and it's been nice to cuddle back up into sweaters, down coats, scarves, and toques. But before I go on about Greenland, I want to post a few pictures of my travels in and out of Kabul. During my time in Afghanistan I had the chance to travel to Bamyan, an ancient Buddhist center in the central highlands of the country, and also Mazar-i-Sharif, a northern town in Balkh Province. Due to security incidents that restricted my travel, I wasn't able to visit all the places I had hoped to, so I plan to return to Afghanistan for two short trips before and after Christmas to complete my project. I didn't take many pictures, but hopefully these give you a taste of the country. Next up, some pictures of a near-wintry Nuuk. Yesterday I noticed with near hysterical excitement that the barnevogns around town are now outfitted in serious sub zero parkas-- these babies are getting ready to hunker down for the winter! I will be watching them weather the storm every step (or outdoor nap, as it were) of the way.
As I type, a blowing mix of snow/rain is beating at the window and the wind is gusting around 30 miles per hour. A good day to hole up inside and enjoy our recently-arrived shipment, which includes a large stash of Kraft macaroni and cheese, my piano, and more movies and books than one could ever need. |