Denmark, a place I could call home

I love Denmark, reportedly the world’s “happiest country.” I could live there. I could die there. In fact, for years I had truly hoped to marry a Danish woman and become part of the extended Danish family.

Well, not all of these happened. I clearly have not died, and I have not married a Danish woman, though I have known many amazing Danish women who impress me by their linguistic abilities, intelligence, dry sense of humor, warmth, and worldliness. They have good schools in Denmark, and Danes have some other quality I cannot fully explain that always has charmed me. They also are very humble despite, overall, being extremely capable (take for example the promotion of wind energy). They also like cozy, or “hygge,” which can mean enjoying each other’s company over an after-dinner coffee and sitting in a living room without any hurry to dash off anywhere. I felt it there, particularly with my friends in Copenhagen and Aarhus.

I was very fortunate to have spent about a month in the summer of 2000 living in Aarhus, the second largest city of Denmark, on the Jutland. It is a lovely city, with a world-class university, a great transportation system, great white sand beaches north of the city, and generally very friendly residents. (I just discovered they have published a plan to turn Aarhus into a world-class biking city, with a strong local investment in public spending and planning.) My host, a wonderful Danish pediatrician I had met in Greenland in 1999, took me to some very out of the way places and gave me a place to call home base while I worked on photography projects that summer in Greenland and on the European continent. After 12 long years, I am finally publishing some of those photos here. Hej hej.

Memories of Kalaallit Nunaat (Greenland)

Come next month, it will be 14 years since I first traveled to Greenland, perhaps my favorite destination I have ever been lucky to enjoy. (A summary of my first two visits can be found on my web site here.) I actually visited Greenland on three occasions, last during the late spring/early summer of 2000. That was an incredible trip. I visited with my Greenlandic friends in several communities, including one of the world’s most remote and northernmost cities,¬†Uummannaq (see the rocky island photo below).

This small sample of my images also include young residents of Sisimiut, the second largest Greenlandic city, and on Ericsfjord, in the small community of¬†Qassiarsuk, across the fjord from the small hub city of Narsasuaq, where visitors can land and explore the country’s rich Inuit and Norse cultural traditions. There’s nothing quite like the light, cleanliness, and wide-openness of Greenland, nor the friendliness of its residents.

Arriving at night by ferry at Uummannaq, west coast of Greenland
Young men at fishing camp, near Sisimiut, Greenland
Ericsfjord from Qassiarsuk, Greenland