It was super-convenient because it was only a block and a half from the back entrance of Copenhagen Central Station (which you see here). It was just a couple of minutes away, past a bunch of Asian groceries.
When we arrived, we got checked in with no problem but when we returned to the hotel after wandering around Copenhagen and having supper, there was a large group of French high-school students blocking the doorway which did not make us happy. It turned out that they were on a school trip looking at Danish architecture. The walls of the rooms were very, very thin and you could easily here the kids speaking in both of the neighboring rooms. Fortunately, however, the kids were pretty considerate and we didn't have too much trouble sleeping.
The biggest problem we had was that we had to share the bathroom with all of those kids. We saved a lot of money by getting a room without an en suite bathroom and, for the most part, it wasn't too big a problem but we did try to time things so we wouldn't have to wait in line. The picture on the left is Jael by our sink (which was in our room).
And on the right is Jael, waiting down one of the many long, narrow hallways, waiting for the bathroom before we head out to sight-see. 
This little map (which shows the emergency exits), gives you an idea about the number of little of hallways there are but it really can't express it fully. I was still turning down hallways in the wrong direction when we were trying to check out on Monday.
We were on the second floor. The dining room, where they served an amazing breakfast, was on the first floor (the second floor by American counting). Jael, who photographed almost all of the food we ate on the entire trip, did not take any pictures at breakfast but it was wonderful.
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| This was our room key. The little Danish flag on it meant that our breakfast was included. |
They had three or four different kinds of really lovely bread and three or four different kinds of rolls--the kinds that are all hard and crusty on the outside and soft and smushy and flavorful on the inside. After nine months of wishing for bread like we had in Germany, I can say that the Danes have done it pretty well. They also had a bunch of different desert pastries, three different kinds of meat, really excellent butter, and two or three different cheeses. They had some pretty fascinating (and complicated) cheese cutters as well--the cutting wires are on an arm that screws down as it cuts. (I was looking for a picture of it to put here and found one here. The picture is a ways down the post but you also get a chance to see what it is like flying into Copenhagen if you take a lot of pictures.)
Our room actually wasn't too bad. We got it for a bit less than $45 per night (each), counting breakfast, which is pretty cheap, for Copenhagen and for the Scandinavian countries, generally. Food and lodging are notoriously expensive up north, some of the highest in Europe just for staples, like bread. 
This was the view out of our bedroom window. People liked to dump their trash, loudly, into those garbage cans late at night and early in the morning.
This is the much cuter view out of one of the hallway windows. There were painted cows and elephants all over the place and, at the Copenhagen Airport, when we were waiting for the plane, they had a whole shop that sold nothing but painted horses, cows, and elephants.
The sign said that it was a "national art expression exercise" or something like that. All I know is that Brainerd had painted oxen up all over the place five or six years ago so we were totally on the avant garde, fashion-forward, cutting edge of art installations. (Also, Rotterdam had painted horses up last summer, which may or may not be related.)
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