A tip for JD Vance: Greenland doesn’t care about your frail human ego | Sarah Ditum

My own trip to Nuuk showed me you can't just rock up and attempt to bend all that bleak, rugged terrain to your will

In August 2018, I did something that JD Vance and his wife, Usha, can only dream of: I went to Greenland, and I didn't cause a national outcry against my presence. The not-causing-a-national-outcry part of that was easy. All I had to do was show up and not be a thinly veiled agent of Trumpian expansionism while pretending to care about dog sled races.

The other part - going to Greenland in the first place - is harder to explain. I'm not an explorer, a sailor or a climate scientist. I don't belong to any of the vanishingly few occupations with legitimate reasons to visit the Arctic Circle. I was there, inexplicably, as a literary journalist.