Hotel Review: First Hotel Skt. Petri, Copenhagen

by Sasha Wilkins on February 24, 2010 · 9 comments


Talk to any Dane in the fashion industry about Copenhagen’s hotels and they will shrug their shoulders and say that there isn’t anywhere really excellent. Then they will ask where you are staying and when you say Petri, they say of course, as if to stay anywhere else would be a redundant gesture.

First Hotel Petri is the only Danish member of the Design Hotels Group and it has all their trademarks: soaring atrium, good-looking black clad staff, challenging artwork in the public spaces and glossy fashion magazines in the bedrooms.

On arrival I was upgraded to a large room, which did make me wonder just how small a standard room must be. I certainly didn’t feel any extravagant use of space, although I appreciated the crisp white linens, fluffy pillows, French windows to the bathroom, double basins and the separate loo. Oh and the always lovely REN toiletries which were replaced each morning, regardless of use.

Petri hosts plenty of Copenhagen Fashion Week events in its public spaces, (hotel guests are welcome to attend even the private parties), and certainly the attendees embrace Fashion Week with a fervor bordering on hysteria, if the collapsed bodies in the atrium and broken glass in the elevators on the Saturday night were anything to go by.

Where the hotel falls down is in the little things. Whilst every person I met, from the mini-bar re-stocking guy to the chambermaids were chirpy and friendly, and the front desk helpful beyond the call of duty (providing me with two international adaptors, a dozen extra coat hangers, toothpaste and a cloud of cotton wool in my room within minutes of calling – thank you Patrick), most of them lacked attention to detail.

The staff in Café Rouge were charming amnesiacs: it shouldn’t take over an hour to produce a club sandwich and soggy fried potatoes, housekeeping wafted through my room, neither cleaning nor tidying it properly and the broken glass all over the fifth floor elevators at 2am was still there at 9am.

There were no drawers for underwear and sweaters – I ended up using magazine boxes for  tights, and the desk minibar trays for cables & jewellery. Which led to a charge of £35 after departure for the mini bar. (When I called Denmark a few days later they immediately refunded the money to my card.)

Those quibbles  aside, the hotel feels as though it is in the centre of whatever fashionable Copenhagen is getting up to. Just don’t stay here if your perfect hotel attributes include a calm, discreet atmosphere & plenty of clothing storage space.



LLG was a guest of Georg Jensen in Copenhagen, who arranged and paid for her stay at First Hotel Skt. Petri

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