And lets start at the very (near) beginning

I say near beginning as I have been in Denmark almost a month now, and have only now had the time and motivation to set up this soon to be blog. After take 5 of managing to convince blogger that the original utl name hannafillingham was acceptable enough, I have finally made it onto blogsphere. Where do I begin? Shall I start at the very beginning of this adventure or at present today? I think the latter before I start confusing us all. So before toady I had been away in Copenhagen for 8 days (more of that to come later) - the only thing I will say is that the trip involved very little in the way of sleep. As well as being a tourist seeing the sights and student seeing the bars, I was also a student doing a lot of work. This work was not complete this morning on the deadline and involved a 9 o clock trip to school to finish it. Of course, this wouldn't be done without any obstacles - something fairly common in my everyday existance. For a start, my work decided not to upload onto the computer in order to hand it in. It was later established that this was my own fault, rather than my old school brick of a laptop I tried to pin the blame on (everyone else here has Macs or small netbooks, I have a large Dell device). When the work was finally uploaded 3 hours later, I went home to rest - to find a large 'kitchen duty' sign on my door. Let me use this first post to briefly introduce my clean obsessed room mates. Rules are taken quite literally in this establishment and I have already experienced a 2 hour (no exaggeration intended) cleaning meeting in the 3 weeks I have been here. So when a kitchen duty SIGN is PINNED onto your door, especially on a stressful day when all you want to do is sleep, you no your day is not going to get any better. I was quite right. Supermarket shopping was next on the agenda (having come home last night to nothing but lettuce and cornflakes in my designated cupboards (all cupboards here have a number - you wouldn't dare to use a different one for fear of another threatening sign post). So at the supermarket, I come to pay to discover the only money I had left (plus another 50DKK) was needed. Do I dare look in my bank account??!