Following a week of passport drama, Ed and I made it to Copenhagen by the skin of our teeth. We left our passports on the plane on the way back from Reykjavik the week before and instead of being allowed back on the plane to get them, we had to declare them lost and go through the rigmarole of applying for new ones, which meant multiple trips to the passport office, a lot of tears, a week of stress and "will we make it to Copenhagen", and crazy high costs. We got our new passports the day before we flew to Copenhagen. Then, I very nearly missed my flight due to cancelled trains to the airport, and Ed did miss the flight as he had to work and would fly out the following morning.
One of our first discoveries in the city was Torvehallerne, which we went back to a handful of times, and was probably my favourite spot in the city. It's an undercover food and drink market, which has wine bars, charcuterie stands, florists, salad bars, a pizza place, great coffee, and our favourite, a smørrebrød stall, which always had a queue. We both got smørrebrød the first time we visited, and learnt it was so, so, so good. It's a Scandinavian delicacy which is ultimately an open sandwich, with all sorts piled high on a piece of rye bread. They often use pickled or raw fish, but really it can be anything, from fried herring to sliced egg, or beef. I got the most amazing one, with tuna, capers and avocado. It was incredible! Ed got a beef one, which he also really raved about.