I love Copenhagen during Spring or Autumn. It becomes a magical place where you can just stop for a while, seize the moment and go slowly through everything pulling you down with a clear head and simply start cutting it off.
For me that city has kind of healing properties I haven’t seen in any other place I’ve been to. Sometimes I even wonder whether I should just move somewhere in Gentofte or Hillerød or maybe just somewhere near Nymosen so I can just pick a bike and be in the center in minutes or just relax in the parks or by the lakes nearby.
One of the amazing “hyggelig” moods I’ve experienced there was sitting on the edge of an octagonal pier in Utterslev Mose with a complete stranger while watching the sunset and drinking a hot tea. 🍵