Write this sitting on the flight from Zürich to Los Angeles, and after having watched two movies and had lunch (or dinner? Who knows aboard an airplane!?), I am getting a bit restless. With seven hours to go, I opened the window blinds by my window seat (all blinds are turned down to make people sleep), looked out and was instantly wowed!

The beauty of Greenland underneath us is amazing. Untouched snow for as far as I could see, cold Atlantic water speckled with ice sheaths, the setting sun (coming from the other side of the plane though) making the sky turn into a fiery pink, purple and blue canvas.

How many years until Greenland becomes, yearlong, what it’s name indicate?