Copenhagen is just fabulous. The efficiency of Denmark, the chilled out vibe, the focus on hygge (essentially coziness) and literally everything about it. If you’ve seen my instagram lately, you’ll know that it made a massive change to my usual beige-on-beige that comes with living in Paris. Copenhagen had so much colour and ah man, take me back right now!
I’m not going to go into too many details on this post because I only went for two days and am no way qualified to give you a guided tour or whatever. I just want to share the beauty of Copenhagen (and also how darn cute my hostel was: Woodah Hostel).
Can I also just say that the food in Copenhagen is just fabulous. Not fabulous in a gourmet way – hell, they seem to specialise in hotdogs, open sandwiches and pastries (obv.) – but fabulous in a ‘why is everything so comfortable in my belly? Why am I so happy? Why is food so delicious?’ kinda way. Take a look at that hotdog down there! All that for about £3. People say Copenhagen is expensive but they clearly have never lived in Paris. Try even finding a Diet Coke for £3 in Paris and there’s no way you’ll manage! It’s also home to possibly the greatest number of edgy cafés, in the smallest area ever. Every single street is beautiful and is home to somewhere that serves its food in plant pots or mason jars, or whatever.
If there’s one thing that I can recommend to you to do in Copenhagen, it’s the Free Walking Tours. In the two days that I was there, I took three tours and would have happily taken another. Sure you walk forever and ever, and sure I got sunburnt (I know, right!?) but I’ve never met a team of people so keen to educate you on Copenhagen’s really cool history, and so excited to show you their home. Massive shout out to each and every one of my tour guides. You guys were awesome and I’ll be recommending you to everyone I meet. And all for free! (Okay so you pay by tipping at the end and to be honest, if you don’t tip them, you’re a bad person.)
I’d also like to add that I went into a three-story Tiger store, as well as the original flagship Tiger store, and definitely cried. I’m not even going to hide the fact. I’m not ashamed. I spent one of the walking tours deciding how much I could fit in my hand luggage home and how much I could spend without feeling guilty. I don’t think there’s a Tiger in Paris (correct me if I’m wrong) so honestly I had the time of my life!
Have you ever been to Copenhagen?
How do I become a Danish citizen?
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