Fog, Bikes, and Champagne Mornings

Copenhagen Again – 16th April to 23rd April

7 days in a hotel, 7 days at Tivoli Hotel.

This wasn’t my first job in Copenhagen, but it was my first real job after some questionable ones. I’ve worked in some odd places before—kebab joints and shady bars—but this time, it’s different.

3 Days of Festival, 4 Days of Relaxation
Three days of festival in Reffen, followed by four days of relaxation, writing, and enjoying the sauna, along with amazing breakfasts that make every morning feel special.

Tivoli: My Home, My Former Home
I’ve been around Tivoli since 2015 or 2016, and it feels like home. Soon it’ll be a decade of memories and stories—too many to count. I love this place, not just for the location and the amenities, but most of all for the people. The team here are amazing people. Every time I come back, I’m reminded of the bond we share. The people here make it more than just a hotel—it’s a community. I truly believe Tivoli is one of the best hotels in Copenhagen, and the success they continue to see is no surprise to me.

And I have to say, the best manager in the restaurant department is without a doubt the most inspiring leader I’ve ever worked with. She guided me with strength and kindness, and I’ll always admire her for the incredible manager she is.

7 Days of Feeling Amazing
The best place to stay, an incredible state of mind, a room with a view, and the luxury of Tivoli’s hospitality. After this, I’m heading back to Milan for three months, trying to keep a low profile with travel due to exams, thesis deadlines, and job hunting.

Copenhagen’s Nighttime Magic
Copenhagen at night has a way of wrapping you in a comforting embrace. The fog rolls in, soft and thick, as if the city itself is telling everyone to slow down and rest. It’s like a mother tucking in its children, encouraging us to stay inside, sleep well, and get ready for the next day. There’s an almost protective quality to it, making you feel safe, like the city is watching over you.

Then, the next day comes—one of the most beautiful sunrises, with skies painted in shades of orange and pink, and that fresh air that feels like you’re breathing in the forest. The bike is waiting for you outside, ready to take you on the next journey.

Copenhagen Mornings
I wake up to yogurt and muesli, sip on Danish coffee (which I have to admit, I’m not a fan of—but my mom loves it), and then I take my bike out. It’s like riding a horse, and every day, I join the army of cyclists moving through the city. There’s a feeling of empowerment, like we’re all part of something bigger—changing the world one pedal at a time. It’s an amazing feeling. I’ve had mornings when I was half-asleep, but by the time I reached my destination, I felt fully awake and alive.

I don’t have a bike at home in Copenhagen anymore, but whenever I’m here, I borrow one. It’s one of my favorite things to do—ride around this incredible city, be part of this cycling community, and soak in all the energy of the people who make Copenhagen feel so vibrant.

Luxury and a Bit of Magic
Staying at Tivoli this time was a dream. Discounted room rates, amazing views, incredible breakfasts, and the perfect setting to recharge. On top of that, Uber’s 80% discounts made getting around the city a breeze—7 euros to travel anywhere. It’s the perfect blend of luxury and simplicity.

I came to Copenhagen with plans to party for three days and work for four, but in the end, I didn’t have much work to do, so I’ve spent the time recharging, writing, and organizing my life. So much has happened since I returned to Milan last September, and I hadn’t had the chance to process it all until now. I’m focusing on building my writing career and a design studio to become my own boss, all while keeping that nomadic spirit alive.

City Nomad Realizations
I’ve come to realize I’m a city nomad. I’m very particular about the cities I choose to live in. I’m definitely not a country girl. I love the idea of a peaceful house with a view of the sea in a remote location—just for a month or so. But at heart, I need the city. I love the buzz, the accessibility to everything, and the constant flow of events, venues, and activities. Everything needs to be within walking or biking distance for me to feel at home.

For now, Milan is my second home, but Copenhagen will always be first. I also consider Barcelona, but I’m picky about my cities. They need to pass the walking, biking, and events test.

The Love-Hate Relationship with Milano
The only thing I don’t love about Milan is the polluted air. Other than that, I love everything—the food, the coffee, the language, and the city’s design vibe. I learned to bike there, and it’s a completely different experience compared to Copenhagen. I adore Politecnico, and I love how the city has such a designer energy.

But there’s nothing quite like Copenhagen. The fog, the calmness, the connection with the people—it’s magic.

Living a Paradox
It’s 5 a.m. right now, and I’ve just returned from the festival’s first night. I haven’t slept in two weeks because of my crazy schedule, but now I’m in an executive room on the 11th floor, sipping champagne for breakfast, ready to head to the sauna and pool. Later, I’ll take a nap in my fluffy bathrobe and get ready for day two of the festival. The best part? All of this luxury while I’m financially broke. But it’s perfection in this moment.

I envy me.
Goodnight from the 11th floor. The fog protects me.