Here's a few photos of the apartment.  Just settling in a bit.  Jet lag has gotten me.  Such a creature of habit am I that this old body just doesn't understand the change.  It is just the 3rd day.  I am still an illegal immigrant.  The Danish bureaucracy got my visa application mixed up so I am waiting to hear.  At least I have a case number and "someone will be looking into it".   I biked around the city yesterday.  I am remembering how challenging it can be to bike in traffic, bike traffic that is.  Signaling, passing slower bikes, watching for pedestrians getting off of the bus into bike lanes, etc.  Lots and lots of bikes and mine is terrific.  (Thanks Eric for putting together a good bike for me).   My rusty Danish is coming back though the real test will be tomorrow night when we visit our old neighbors who never speak English with us.  They understand it but are very shy about using it, much more shy than I am with my Danish.  Off to bike a bit to shake off the fatigue and take advantage of the sunshine which may be in short supply here soon.