I am visiting the village 'Sisimiut', Greenlandic for 'the fox hole burrowers'. This town is a bit larger then Angmagssalik, but still very small if you compare it with an arbitrary town in the Netherlands. There are a lot of tourists around here. I even spook to a Dutch girl this morning; Susanne from Utrecht. Im sharing a room with her in the local youth hostel, but I dont like her. 

Yesterday evening I met an old Inuit man who didnt like me. That is quite a soft expression for the anger he expressed. He was very drunk and tried to hurt me with a broken bottle. I was responsible for his alcohol abuse, he said. Because it were my ancestors, the Dutch whalers, who brought alcohol to Greenland. To Sisimiut to be precisely.