Copenhagen DREAM Apartment: Balcony & Heart of the City!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups! This isn't your dry, cookie-cutter travel review. This is the straight-up, unfiltered truth about Copenhagen DREAM Apartment: Balcony & Heart of the City! Let's do this. And trust me, after this, you'll probably want a stiff drink (maybe from that poolside bar… more on that later).
Metadata (Because I know you, Google):
- Title: Copenhagen DREAM Apartment: Balcony & Heart of the City! - A MESSY, HONEST Review
- Keywords: Copenhagen apartment, Copenhagen hotel, balcony apartment, city center Copenhagen, accessibility Copenhagen, free wifi, luxury apartment Copenhagen, spa Copenhagen, things to do Copenhagen, best Copenhagen accommodation, reviews Copenhagen
- Description: My brutally honest review of Copenhagen DREAM Apartment! From the killer balcony views to the slightly-too-small shower, I spill the beans on everything. Accessibility, spa, food, and more – get ready for the real deal!
Accessibility: The Initial Hurdle (or lack thereof!)
Alright, let's be real. I am not a wheelchair user, so my perspective here is limited. BUT! I poked around, asked some questions, and tried to think like someone with mobility issues. The website claims "Facilities for disabled guests." Okay, good start. An elevator is a massive plus. The building itself seemed relatively flat, so getting to the entrance wasn’t a death-defying climb (thank the heavens!). However, specifics are always key. They mention it, but how accessible is the lobby? Are there ramps everywhere? And the size of the bathroom… important questions. I'd want detailed info before booking. They really need to step it up here with actual accessibility details. More on all of this later if I book again… which, with that balcony, is highly likely.
Cleanliness and Safety: Sanitized… or Just Surface-Level?
Okay, so COVID and all that jazz. They’re trying. The "Daily disinfection in common areas" sounds good, but what does it REALLY MEAN? Professional-grade sanitizing services? Okay, I'll bite. Hand sanitizer everywhere? Check. Room sanitization opt-out available? Huh. That feels… weird. Like, "Hey, we tried cleaning, but if you don’t want us to, that's your business!" Hmm. I like the thought of individually-wrapped food options (safety first!), and the daily disinfection. They claim their "Staff trained in safety protocol" – I hope they are. I'd want to see those cleaning protocols in action, not just read about them. Between you and me? I’m always a little sus about the “sterilizing equipment”. Makes me think of a 1950’s dentist's office. But, at the end of the day, I’m hoping they're being serious. Oh, and I love a "Safe dining setup" – especially with the "Sanitized kitchen and tableware items." Seriously? Please be true!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Food, Glorious Food! (…Maybe?)
Right, let's talk about the REAL reason we travel: the grub. "A la carte in restaurant?" Fine, I'll allow it. Vegetarian restaurant? YES! That's me. I’m starving as I'm typing this. "Asian breakfast?" Intriguing. "Western breakfast?" Also good. "Buffet in restaurant?" I have mixed feelings about buffets, but at the right price… "Coffee/tea in restaurant?" Essential. "Poolside bar"? HELL YES. "Snack bar?" Absolutely. My concern is: quality versus quantity. A fantastic buffet might sound great, but is the food actually good? And that "Bottle of water"? That better be free! Now, I love a good poolside bar, for a sundowner, naturally. And, of course, I need coffee with my breakfast - it's called living!
- Anecdote Alert: I once had a "room service [24-hour]" experience that turned into a 2 AM adventure of cold fries and overcooked burger. Let's hope this place does better!
Rooms: The Balcony – My Savior!
Okay, let's dive into the holy grail: the room. "Additional toilet?" YES, PLEASE. "Air conditioning?" Essential if you want to chill. "Balcony?" YES, YES, A THOUSAND TIMES YES! (This is where the "Heart of the City" part comes in, presumably). "Blackout curtains?" Crucial for those late-night adventures. "Coffee/tea maker?" Needed. "Free bottled water?" Should be standard. "Hair dryer?" Duh. "High floor?" Yes. "Internet access – wireless?" Good. "Ironing facilities?" (For the important meetings). "Laptop workspace?" Necessary. "Mini bar?" Always tempting. "Non-smoking?" Thank goodness. "Private bathroom?" Important - just for me. "Shower?" Necessary. "Slippers?" Luxury! "Sofa?" Perfect. "Telephone?" Good. And "Wi-Fi [free]"? Of course! But most of all, that balcony. It’s the reason I booked the place. I spent hours out there sipping wine, watching the city lights twinkle, and generally feeling like a goddess. The whole trip was totally worth it, just for balcony time. It’s the heart and soul right there.
Things to Do, Ways to Relax: Spa Day Dreams
"Body scrub"? OOOOOH. "Body wrap?" Maybe. "Fitness center?" Probably not. Gym/fitness? I’m thinking about it. "Massage?" SIGN ME UP. "Pool with view?" Sold. "Sauna?" Delicious. "Spa?" (With a view of that pool?) "Steamroom?" (After the Sauna?) "Swimming pool [outdoor]"? See above! I’m a spa person, so, this is a draw. I want to know if any of the Spa/Sauna is accessible, because I hope it is. That would be epic. Copenhagen plus a Spa and a sauna? Heaven.
- Quirky Observation: I'm always a little wary of spas that feel too… sterile. I want a little bit of "rustic charm" with my relaxation. Give me the ambiance of a spa!
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things
Air conditioning in public area? Yes again! "Cash withdrawal?" Good. "Concierge?" Very helpful. "Contactless check-in/out?" (Thank god after covid) "Convenience store?" (For late-night snacks, duh). "Daily housekeeping?" Crucial. "Dry cleaning?" Good. "Elevator?" Thank you. "Facilities for disabled guests?" (Needs Improvement). "Food delivery?" Good. "Luggage storage?" Always needed. "Meeting/banquet facilities?" Not my thing but… "Smoking area?" Good for smokers. "Taxi service?" Needed. And "Valet parking?" Whoa! I think I feel like a queen.
For the Kids: Family-Friendly?
"Babysitting service?" Nice if you need it. "Family/child friendly?" (Always look up if they cater to kids). "Kids facilities?" More details needed. "Kids meal?" Good if you have kids.
Getting Around: Location, Location, Location!
"Airport transfer?" Excellent. "Bicycle parking?" Copenhagen is a biking city so it makes sense. "Car park [free of charge]?" Nice to be provided. "Taxi service?" Useful.
The Messy Truth: The Good, the Bad, and the Balcony
Okay, look. This Copenhagen DREAM Apartment… it has potential. The balcony is a superstar. It's an absolute game-changer. The location seems amazing. But, like any relationship, there are areas that need work, especially when it comes to accessibility. I want to see a real commitment to inclusivity. The spa sounds DIVINE. The food situation is… TBD. I'd book again based on the balcony, but still, they have to up their game a little to reach true greatness. The biggest win? THE BALCONY. Overall, I'd say: go for it. But go in with open eyes and ask questions. This review? This is just my experience, a messy, honest, and, hopefully, slightly helpful one. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go daydream about that balcony and those skyline views… and maybe plan a return trip!
Escape to Paradise: San Clemente Cove Resort Awaits!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this Copenhagen itinerary? It ain't gonna be all perfectly curated Instagram shots and pristine timelines. We're going real - messy, emotional, and probably fueled by too much pastry. Consider yourselves warned.
Copenhagen: A Whirlwind of Canals, Croissants, and Questionable Life Choices (Maybe Mine)
Day 1: Arrival, Apartment Bliss, and the Perils of Public Transportation (and Pastries… always the pastries)
- Mid-morning (ish): Arrive at Copenhagen Airport (CPH). The air already smells of possibility… and exhaust fumes. Immediately, I'm questioning my packing choices. Why did I think I needed that sequined jumpsuit? This is Copenhagen, people, not Studio 54 (though, a quick search later, maybe…maybe there is a place…). Grab my bag. Or, attempt to. Apparently, I also packed a brick.
- 12:00 (ish): The Metro. Okay, so the Metro is amazing. Seriously, clean, efficient, and mostly, mercifully, quiet. Except for the guy loudly chewing gum like a caffeinated cow. Note to self: invest in noise-canceling headphones. And maybe a cattle prod.
- 13:00 (ish): Finally, arrive at the apartment. Oh. My. God. It’s… breathtaking. This fantastic bright apartment with a balcony in the heart of Copenhagen. Seriously, the photos online lied - it's even better. Floor-to-ceiling windows, a view of… well, probably a canal, and a balcony begging for a glass of wine and a deep existential crisis. YES.
- 13:30 (ish): Put down my bags, and I have been craving something sweet all day.
- 14:00 (ish): First stop: The bakery! Okay, so maybe the jet lag is kicking in, but I immediately went to find the nearest bakery. Because, duh. I was told to eat a Smørrebrød but where am I? I'm devouring a cardamom bun that’s so light and fluffy, it’s like a hug from a cloud. Okay, I'm officially in love with Copenhagen. And carbs. So many carbs.
- 15:00 (ish): Now, the apartment needs a little love, I guess. I like to unpack and place things that feel like home. I will fill my favorite diffuser with essential oils and enjoy the aroma of home.
- 16:00 (ish): A wander around the neighborhood. I get lost. I meant to go left, and I went right. I probably should have gotten a map. I can't comprehend the street signs. I see a cute little cafe, and I think I need a coffee.
- 17:00 (ish): Canal tour. The canal tour is a must-do! The narration is great, and you get to see the prettiest streets from the water. There is a little shop in one of those boats, and I wish I would have bought a souvenir. Oh well, I'll be back.
- 19:00 (ish): Dinner. I went to a cozy restaurant. The food was delicious. I got the fish. I was a little hungry, and everything was delightful.
- 21:00 (ish): Back to the apartment. I sit on the balcony, stare at the lights, and try to make sense of the fact that I'm actually here, in Copenhagen, living my best life… or at least, the version of my best life that involves pastry and existential contemplation. This city is just… different. In a good way. I think I might be falling in love.
Day 2: Cycling Calamities, Art Attacks, and the Search for the Perfect Hot Dog (and a Bit More Questioning of Life Choices)
- Morning (ish): Bike rental. Copenhagen is a biking city. Everyone bikes. I, apparently, am not everyone. I’ve cycled… maybe twice in my life. This is going to be interesting. More like a disaster. Okay, maybe not total disaster. I managed to get on the bike without falling. Small victories, y'all.
- 10:00 (ish): The Christiania Freetown Adventure. It's… intense. Really intense. The atmosphere is so unique and the art is simply amazing, but I felt like I needed to have a companion. I was just a little unsure of myself. But I really really liked it.
- 12:00 (ish): Lunch. I was told to find a Hot Dog stand. I found a couple and tried the recommended one. It was… amazing. I should have gotten two.
- Afternoon (ish): The National Gallery of Denmark (SMK). I am not a huge art person, but I like it, and I'm always willing to wander. I loved the exhibits, and everything was arranged very nicely.
- 16:00 (ish): Re-evaluate the biking situation. Decide I need a rest. Walk. Explore. Buy more things I don’t need at various shops.
- 18:00 (ish): Tivoli Gardens! Okay, I am truly impressed. This place is magical. The lights, the music, the sheer whimsicality. And the rides! I screamed like a child. It's a little embarrassing, but also freeing. Seriously, go here. Even if you think you're too cool for amusement parks. You're not.
- 20:00 (ish): Dinner at Tivoli. Grab some food and watch the show. I ate too much deep-fried… something. My stomach is currently staging a protest. Worth it.
- 22:00 (ish): Back to the apartment. Collapse on the couch. Pretty sure I'm going to sleep for 12 hours straight. Possibly in my clothes.
Day 3: Royal Ramblings, Market Mayhem, and the Looming Reality of Leaving (Sob).
- Morning (ish): The Rosenborg Castle. Wow. Crown jewels. Enough said. I tried to imagine myself as a royal, but I’m pretty sure I’d accidentally break something.
- 11:00 (ish): Torvehallerne Market. Food, glorious food! And flowers! And all sorts of beautiful things. The smell of freshly baked bread is intoxicating. I buy another pastry (obviously). Maybe a few things to take home with me. Probably more pastry.
- Afternoon(ish): Amalienborg Palace. The Queen's residence! I watched the changing of the guard and felt very… small. Also, I was definitely judging the guards' shoes. Why didn't they iron their pants?
- 14:00 (ish): Another coffee. I don't know why, but between the biking and the walking (and the pastry), I'm exhausted. And probably caffeinated.
- 16:00 (ish): Last-minute souvenir shopping (panic mode engaged!). Realize I have no room in my suitcase. Buy more anyway.
- 18:00 (ish): One last canal-side stroll. Soak it all in. The beauty of Copenhagen.
- 19:00 (ish): A farewell dinner somewhere. I try to remember everything I've eaten, and I try to go for something I haven't had yet.
- 21:00 (ish): Back to the apartment. I am very sad. I don't want to leave. I did so much. I was so happy. I wish I could stay forever. I will definitely come back, that's for sure.
- 22:00 (ish): Pack. Or… attempt to pack. Mostly, I just stare at my suitcase, contemplating how I'm going to fit everything. And maybe sneak in one last cardamom bun.
Day 4: Departure, The Post-Copenhagen Blues, and the Promise of Return
- Morning (ish): Check out of the apartment (sniffle). Say a tearful goodbye. Actually, I was just sad on the inside, but I tried to be fine. I feel like I could live there.
- Early afternoon: Metro to the airport. Gaze longingly at the city as the train pulls away.
- Late afternoon/Evening: Arrive back home, and start planning my next trip. I am going to make sure to take my love and my friends and come back. Copenhagen, you were amazing!
Notes/Ramblings:
- Food: Eat everything. Seriously. Don't even question it. The pastry is life. Smørrebrød is a must. Hot dogs are crucial.
- Transportation: Bike at your own peril. The Metro is your friend.
- Clothes: Layers! It can be breezy. Also, bring something for nice restaurants. And maybe that sequined jumpsuit, just in case.
- Emotional state: Be prepared for a rollercoaster. Copenhagen is beautiful. It's inspiring. It's… a lot. Embrace the feelings
Copenhagen DREAM Apartment: Balcony & Heart of the City! - (Or, How I Survived a Week in Paradise… Mostly)
Okay, spill. Is the balcony actually as dreamy as it sounds? Because, honestly, that's what sold me.
Ugh, the balcony. The BALCONY. Right, so the brochure, the photos… they lied! Just kidding (mostly). Okay, it *was* dreamy. When the sun hit it just right. Picture this: a tiny, perfectly molded Parisian-style balcony (okay, maybe Danish-style, let's not get carried away) jutting out over, well, a very Copenhagen-esque street. I pictured myself, coffee in hand (more on that later), basking in the Scandinavian glow. And sometimes… it was exactly that. Other times?
Let’s be real, it was freezing. Like, “wind-chill-off-the-Baltic-Sea-biting-your-toes” freezing. I’d bundle up like an Eskimo just to have my morning coffee out there. The *dream* was a little…chilled. But the architecture? Phenomenal. Watching the bikes whizz by below? Epic. Seeing a crazy Dane trying to parallel park a Volvo that was clearly too big for the space? Comedy gold. So, yeah, dream-worthy. Just bring a serious blanket.
The location: “Heart of the City!” What does that actually *mean* in terms of noise and accessibility? Because I’m picturing all-night raves and a crippling fear of missing out.
Okay, “Heart of the City” is code for “You’re basically sleeping *in* a tourist attraction.” Kidding! (Again… mostly!) Accessibility? Unbeatable. Like, stumble-out-of-the-apartment-and-you’re-in-Nørrebro-magic unbeatable. Seriously, everything was walkable. Everything! The canals, the shops (the ones I definitely *shouldn't* have gone into, but hey, souvenirs!), the food… oh, the food! (We'll get to that culinary adventure later!).
Noise? Well… if you're expecting rural silence, pack some earplugs. There *was* a bit of a, shall we say, *lively* atmosphere. It was a constant hum. Deliveries in the morning, the chatter of shoppers, the distant (and sometimes not-so-distant) music… But, honestly? I think it added to the charm. Made me feel like part of the city… even if I was just desperately trying to catch up on sleep after that evening I spent at a bar. Don't judge me. It was dark. And Danish beers are strong, you know! Plus, the windows muffled *most* of the chaos. Mostly.
The kitchen… was it equipped to battle a culinary crisis? Or more like instant noodles paradise?
The kitchen… ah, the kitchen. Okay, I am not a chef. I'm more of a "can-heat-up-a-frozen-pizza" kind of person. But the kitchen? It had potential. Sufficient. Or rather, it *could* have been sufficient. It had a stove, a fridge (which was blessedly huge), and a *tiny* oven. I bravely attempted to roast a chicken. Epic fail. Smoke alarm went off. Almost burned the apartment down. (Dramatic, I know, but true!). Turns out, ovens in Europe... are different. They're smaller. And apparently, I'm a terrible judge of cooking times.
So, yeah, instant noodles made a comeback. But! There was a gorgeous little farmer's market around the corner! Which lead to discovering the joy of Danish bread (mind-blowing!), local cheeses (the best!), and, yes, more instant noodles. It was a culinary adventure in its own right. A messy, slightly embarrassing, but ultimately delightful one. Bring your cookbooks! And maybe a fire extinguisher.
Any hidden fees or surprise expenses to watch out for? I hate those!
Hidden fees? Ugh, the bane of my existence! Okay, so, the apartment listing was pretty honest. It’s a good thing. But be aware of the cost of food. Copenhagen is… not budget-friendly. Not at all. Prepare yourself to be shocked by the price of even basic groceries. Like, I saw a single apple for the price of a decent coffee. A freaking *apple*!
Also, the bike rentals. Everyone bikes in Copenhagen. I’m not a biker. I’m a "mostly walks and occasionally takes the bus" kind of person. But, when in Rome... Or, you know, Copenhagen. So, I rented a bike. And fell. Twice. Seriously scraped my knee. (I blame the cobblestones!). So, factor in the bike rental, and a little extra for bandages. And maybe some ibuprofen. And definitely some extra cash for the delicious (and expensive) pastries I earned after my biking ordeals! Totally worth it though.
Would you recommend this apartment to a friend? (Be honest!).
Okay, honest time. Would I recommend the "Copenhagen DREAM Apartment: Balcony & Heart of the City!"? Yes. Absolutely, yes.
Despite the cold balcony, the (occasional) noise, and my near-death experience with a chicken, I freaking loved it. The location was perfect. The apartment, even with its quirks, was charming. Being right in the heart of a buzzing city, soaking it all in, was the best part. It was… an experience. A messy, imperfect, wonderful experience. Just… pack warm clothes, learn how to ride a bike, and don't trust me with the oven.
Okay, serious question: The coffee situation? Because I *need* good coffee to function.
The coffee situation... My *god*. Okay, listen up. Coffee is SERIOUS business in Copenhagen. They take it seriously. *Very* seriously. Forget instant. Forget those sad little hotel room coffee makers. This is a city of coffee connoisseurs.
The apartment? It didn't have a fancy espresso machine. (I was a bit disappointed, to be honest. A girl can dream, right?). But, there was a decent drip coffee maker. And, blessedly, a French press! Which I used *religiously*. But let me tell you about the real coffee experience... This isn't just about grabbing a quick coffee. This is about the experience. The *hygge* of it all. There were coffee shops EVERYWHERE. Tiny little places, all tucked away, serving the most amazing coffee I've ever tasted. Strong. Smooth. Perfect. I basically lived off coffee. Mornings, afternoons… you name it. Finding that perfect, tiny cafe became a daily quest. It was a journey. A caffeinated journey. So, yes. The coffee situation? Absolutely, positively, a *dream*. But also, be prepared to spendScenic Stays
