Do you want to be on a desert island, in a territory not trampled by the slippers of tourists? Where you can still breathe full chest, where there is no intrusive service and where you can return to yourself, look into your soul.
A trip to the "old" Egypt, to the sources, to the real wild Red Sea, to the mountains and the desert opens a second wind in life.
You remember what it's like to sit silently on the shore, to look at the stars, on a fire, on clouds that float across the sky. A hot cup of tea, boiled on fire, warms your hands, you listen and you hear silence.
It's not Hurghada with its crowds of people, with loud sellers, hurrying tourists roasting in the sun, crowds and "buy-sell" relationships. Here, between Marsa-Alam and Safaga, is the place of gaining inner peace.
The breath of the sea.