Azure Sea and the Bustling City Streets

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A Typical Day in Hurghada: Azure Sea and the Bustling City Streets

"Any trip is a holiday that will forever remain in your memory" — someone

Morning Light and City Rhythms

Some people call it paradise, others simply call it home. For me, Hurghada is a blend of chaos and calm — a city where the deep blue of the Red Sea meets the colorful noise of daily life. It was just an ordinary day, but in Hurghada, even ordinary feels like a story worth telling.

I woke up to the golden light streaming through my window, the sound of distant horns and seagulls mixing like a strange city symphony. My plan for the morning was simple: a walk down Sheraton Street to get a photo taken for my PADI license. I’ve been diving for a few months now, and today I needed that one official picture to take the next step.

Sheraton Street: The Heart of Hurghada

Sheraton Street — the heart of the city — never sleeps. It buzzes with people, scooters, shopkeepers calling out in Arabic, Russian, English. Tourists haggle over souvenirs, kids run around with sticky fingers from mango ice cream, and somewhere a radio plays a pop song at full volume. The city lives loud, unashamed and full of color.

As I walked past cafés and perfume shops, I found the photo studio — a narrow entrance tucked between a mobile store and a souvenir stall selling pharaoh figurines. The photographer, an older Egyptian man with kind eyes, adjusted the light, told me not to smile, then clicked. Just a few minutes later, I had the photo in hand. Bureaucratic errand done.

Back to the Sea

But no day in Hurghada feels complete without returning to the sea.

Back in my room, I packed my mask, snorkel, and fins. In just a short taxi ride, I was at the marina. The Red Sea stretched out before me, still and shimmering like molten sapphire. I waded in, and with that first splash, the world above — with its traffic, honking, heat, and laughter — disappeared.

The Underwater World of the Red Sea

Underwater, the world is silent and alive all at once. Schools of bright yellow fish dart between coral formations. A blue-spotted stingray glides along the sandy bottom. A lone moray eel peeks from its rocky home, watching with suspicion. There’s something humbling about being down there — a guest in a world that doesn’t belong to me.

Every time I dive or even snorkel, I’m reminded of how much I love this transparent sea. The clarity, the color, the sheer diversity of life — it’s a treasure I never take for granted. And yet, I think often of this phrase: “Those who live by the sea don’t understand its beauty.” It’s true. Locals pass by the water like it’s nothing special. But for someone who once only dreamed of seeing the Red Sea, it still takes my breath away.

Twilight and the Glow of the City

By the time I surfaced, the sun had dipped lower, casting gold on the surface of the water. I dried off, took one last look at the horizon, and headed back toward the city.

Evening had begun to fall on Hurghada. Sheraton Street, now even louder and busier, came alive with new energy. Vendors grilled corn on the cob, tourists bartered for silver jewelry, and laughter spilled from rooftop cafés. The same streets I had walked that morning were now glowing with neon signs and warm lanterns.

The Night Comes Alive

As night takes hold, Hurghada doesn’t slow down — it transforms. The beach bars light up with live music, hookah lounges fill with chatter and jasmine-scented smoke, and nightclubs pulse with deep bass until dawn. You’ll find locals and tourists dancing side by side, sharing stories over drinks, or simply walking the promenade under the stars. There’s a carefree, timeless feeling in the air — like the night might never end.

**Reflections at the End of the Day**

Evening had begun to fall on Hurghada. Sheraton Street, now even louder and busier, came alive with new energy. Vendors grilled corn on the cob, tourists bartered for silver jewelry, and laughter spilled from rooftop cafés. The same streets I had walked that morning were now glowing with neon signs and warm lanterns. Back in my room, with the salty scent of the sea still clinging to my skin, I thought about the day. It hadn’t been dramatic or extraordinary. But in Hurghada, an “ordinary” day is a collage of sand, sea, and stories — and somehow, that’s what makes it so unforgettable.

That,s all for today. Stand by

Sincerely yours

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