Eskimo to the World

I am Trina Landlord and this is my blog. In a past life, Eskimo to the World documented my adventures in New York – where in minute everything can change. Much like my life changed when I moved from Alaska to the 'city that never sleeps'. From the biggest state in America to the most populous city in the United States. From the immaculate nature of the Chugach Mountains, Yukon River and Bering Sea to the urban tundra of sky scrapers, enclaves of business and cultural capitals and the nation's foremost trendsetters. From 'the great land' to arguably the 'greatest city on earth'. I made a 5,000 mile prodigious leap from Anchorage to New York City – AND BACK TO ALASKA. The determination of Yup’ik peoples to survive in harsh Arctic conditions had given me the foundation to survive on streets of New York, I will continue to chronicle the parallels of both worlds.

So Sneaky

Last year, my cousin Phoebe and I attended the UN Permanent Forum on Indigenous Issues in New York. One of the security requirements of navigating around the headquarters is obtaining a badge with photo.

You must have the practical information like your name, address, letter from an authorized NGO, blah, blah blah. Phoebe had her badge and I did not.  I was really only going on my day off because I didn’t get approval for leave.

That day, I managed to sneak through three security checkpoints without a badge.  How did I manage to do that? First, you must look like you belong. Second, you must be calm, cool and collected. Third, just do it. When I made it through to the forum, I thought I got caught because a security guard came up to us and said, “They’re breaking for lunch.” I said, “I’m going to see a friend.”

He must’ve assumed since I made it this far that I did in fact, have a badge. All in all, I was looking for a friend.  

Word of caution to those considering to sneak into the UN, be careful. It may just have been a stroke of luck.