I smell like I sound
When the first words you hear after getting off the train are ”Johnny, for fa’n!” When Frem are playing Brønshøj (think Mulle) 500 metres from where you live. When you find 5 pubs every time there is one bakery shop. When your neighbour is called Uwe. When the caretaker in your building looks like Poul Reichardt. Then you should know that you are in Sydhavnen. Which actually isn’t half-bad.
Oh, and I still don't know how regular I'll be with my blogging. As far as I know, there'll be installed some kind of internet in my building, but I don't really know when. And until I find out if it's a month from now or a year, I'm not going to spend money on broadband.