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10 ways to squeeze the hygge out of Copenhagen

The overload of Scandinavian interior shots, the 'Little Book of Hygge's popularity, autumn weather settling in and nowhere seemed more appropriate for a city trip than Copenhagen. Or Køpenhavn as the locals would say. I have to mention here that it gets strangely addictive saying the ø sound. Smørebrød is the best word.

I have rounded up my top 5 of things to eat/drink and 5 places to explore to get an instant feel for the city. There is of course a lot more to see and do, but I wanted to summarise the highlights.

This should allow you to spend more time browsing the cool design shops, tasting the delicious food and soaking up the cosy (hygge) atmosphere. You're welcome.

5 THINGS YOU HAVE TO EAT/DRINK IN COPENHAGEN


Grød- All In Porridge Bowl



Granola- Danish Omelette with Mushrooms, Cheese, Tomato, Ham and Salad



Laura's Bakery - Skyr Yoghurt and Vanilla custard & Chocolate cinnamon bun



Ruby - Postie Fizz



Paté Paté - Pork Party



5 PLACES TO VISIT IN COPENHAGEN


Illums Bolighus

The homeware shop by appointment to the royal Danish family and it doesn't disappoint. This department store isn't just a beautiful building but feels spacious and cosy all at once, enhancing your enjoyment whilst you browse the fashion and homeware by the most iconic Danish designers.



Papirøen (Copenhagen Street Food)

Only one block up from where the world-famous Noma restaurant is situated (worth a stroll, check out the art installation in front of it), on the river docks you will find this fun warehouse where you can try street food from various corners of the world, enjoy some drinks and a great atmosphere. Try the burritos! From here you can continue on to Freetown Christiana - another experience to add to the list. Look it up.




Tivoli Gardens

The well-known theme park offers rides for kids and adults as well as lots of restaurants and souvenir shops. We visited it in the evening on Halloween and enjoyed wandering around, admiring the decorations, tasting the most delicious almond cakes and watching the light show by the lake. Oh, and we couldn't help but laugh at the petrified screams of the people getting spun around upside down on the rides.




The Little Mermaid/Kastellet

It was a bit of a hike to visit the little mermaid and she is only little - they named her well - but combined with Kastellet, the star shaped citadel which houses army barracks, the walk gives you a nice out-of-the-city feel. Bring a coat though, it somehow felt quite chilly and exposed by the river.




Nyhavn

This city does well in the evening when all the little candles, lights and patio heaters come into their own. Along this canal, you will find the iconic coloured buildings, housing restaurants and bars where you can stop for a hot drink or a gastronomical feast. We stopped here for a hot chocolate on the way back from Papirøen. Cosy up under a blanket and watch the world go by, very hygge.




If you're after a very cosy place for a winter city trip, I'd highly recommend this town which prides itself on cool design, great food and wraps it all up in a diffused light glow.

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