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.
June 7

Grandma playing the Harmonica, Mountain Village, Alaska

For as long as I can remember, my grandma played the harmonica. She was self-taught and mainly plays gospel songs. As a child, she would play the harmonica for me as I laid down for naps. In this clip, my colleague Amber took out her Blackberry and recorded a small snippet of grandma playing after dinner.

My grandma proudly took out her collection of harmonicas to show us. The very first one she showed us was antique-looking and said pointing, “When Trina was little, she broke all these pieces.” Amber laughed and I embarrassedly said, “Oh no! I’m sorry!”

A few years ago, my grandma played the harmonica and sang at the annual Native Musicale in Anchorage during Fur Rendezvous in February. She was so nervous to get up in front of a packed auditorium. I was so proud of her.