descended from the sky at a tangent to the ice
covered mountains and found ourselves in a white
world. All the colours seemed to have silently
withdrawn from sight, leaving nothing but white.
A welcome reception was being held on the plane.
Our adventure was about to begin, and we were
smiling, as yet aware of the extreme conditions
we would be facing. The flight from Copenhagen
to Greenland had taken six hours. This was one
of the most interesting trips of my life, and
my mind was whirling with excitement. We were
not going to land in any ordinary European city.
Completely unfamiliar experiences awaited us.
While preparing for the journey in Copenhagen,
I had called in at the Greenpeace office for
information. They gave me an armful of brochures
filled with information. Reading these during
the flight, I learnt that Greenland is the largest
island in the world; that it lies off the northeast
of North America; that there are two international
airports, one at Nuuk, the capital city, and
the other at Kangerlussuaq; and that it has
an area of 2,175,000 square kilometres but a
population of only 57,000.