I love looking at glaciers which is why you were inundated with so many pictures of Glaciers in Alaska. And, if I make a bit of effort, I am sure that I can track down pictures (also taken from the air) of Norwegian Glaciers from a 2000 winter exercise or the 2010 cruise I took up the Norwegian coast.
Now, take a minute and think: I traveled from Heidelberg to Chicago today. Since I hadn’t been paying much attention I didn’t exactly get a seat reserved early. I probably should consider myself lucky that I even was able to score a window view; there certainly weren’t any isle seats left. Partway into the journey I looked out and down – there were these white things with blue streaks bobbing in the water and visible from 33k feet. Icebergs, big honking ones if I could see them clearly.
The cloud cover was minimal and I saw vast expanses of mountains covered almost to the peaks with snow.
Rivers of ice were meeting the sea.
Signs of civilization were completely absent so the answer is obviously Greenland for today’s viewing of glaciers.
Certainly more interesting than sitting in row 51 (with only six rows behind me on this 747 which means that it takes forever to get off the plane, the end of the line at immigration and so many suitcases piled up on the baggage claim that it was refusing to turn or further unload. The guy who was straightening out the luggage and pulling it out of the center section was placing it on the far side. As he came to mine, I asked if he could just drop it down my side instead. No, he answered, I don’t want to add to that side since it will block the belt as it travels past the entry point.
So I walked half way around the carousel to the far side in order to pull off my suitcase which, if he had done as I asked, would not have been on the belt anyway to move past the entry end. Go figure.
Perhaps he wants to swim with icebergs?