As a magazine writer and journalist, I have had the lucky chance to travel the world a considerable amount, covering culture, design, and art, among other things. Not to complain, but that usually means I hit a lot of the same urban suspects at the same times of year: art and design fairs–say, TEFAF Maastricht or Art Antiques London–are never scheduled in the woods one August and on the seaside the following May. Yet as with any job, some things become routine: While I’m often amazed by the sights that confront me, rarely am I dumbfounded, rocked to my core–rebooted. Then came Greenland. As I’ve flown to and from Europe…