Tough Choices: FCK vs BIF

So it is time to make the fateful decision of which football team I will put my support behind. There are two real options for me here:  FC Copenhagen (FCK) and Brondby IF (BIF).  A Brondby fan gave me the run down why Brondby should be my choice but I feel the pull toward my new "local" team FCK.  Currently Brondby is leading the league by two points over FCK but that could change quickly as they meet in the second half opener in a few weeks.  I do not take this decision lightly as it may greatly alter either team's fortune (see Dallas Mavericks and Cowboys).

Shoilet

 The shared hallway to my suite-mate's room.  He lost the lottery and has a room about half the size of mine.

My Room

This is my residence here in Copenhagen (Fredriksberg to be exact) Holger Dankses Vej 89. For reference it is about 14 ft X

 14 ft and I only share the

 the miniature "Shoilet".

Welcome to Copenhagen

I finally arrived to the city that had been on the horizon for nearly a year.   The first week was a difficult one as the Danes do not share the Germanic fanaticism for organization in practice. I was not allowed to enter a Danish language class that I had paid for but that turned out to be somewhat of a blessing.  The language here is utterly indecipherable when spoken and I would not have learned much in the week.  The Danes also lack the patience to hear you butcher their language and will immediately switch into English when you falter (everyone here speaks fluent English).  As you can see in the pictures, my room is nice but some of the amenities are below par to say the least.  I know that I sound overly negative right now but I think that is because I am a self diagnosed victim of culture shock (we did have a lecture to this common ailment, hence my ability to accurately diagnose the sickness).  I also took advantage of my free time to go on multiple walking tours of the city and got a basic understanding of how the city is laid out.  After talking to my appointed Danish contact, it was brought to my attention that I have been riding the subway system here for free.  My mistake is entirely due to the fact that the ticket machines give you a receipt even if your transaction fails as all of mine have.  It also does not help that a receipt and a ticket are printed on the same paper cards.  

Next week classes and orientation begin.  Hopefully with a little fewer undergrads celebrating their right to legally drink underage.