In the
course
of two
decades,
HURGHADA
has been
transformed
from a
humble
fishing
village
of a few
hundred
souls
into a
booming
town of
50,000
people,
drawn
here
from all
over
Egypt by
the lure
of
making
money.
This
phenomenal
growth
is
almost
entirely
due to
tourism
, which
accounts
for 95
percent
of the
local
economy.
Yet it's
worth
taking
Hurghada's
claims
to be a
seaside
resort
with a
handful
of salt.
Unlike
Sinai,
where
soft
sand and
gorgeous
reefs
are
within
easy
reach
and
women
can
bathe
unhassled,
Hurghada's
public
beaches
are
distant
or
uninviting,
while
the best
marine
life is
far
offshore.
If
you're
not into
diving
or
discos,
it's
hard to
find
much to
like
about
Hurghada
- though
you have
to
admire
its
commercial
gusto;
many of
the
townsfolk
come
from
Luxor's
west
bank,
where
tourism
has been
a way of
life for
generations.
While
package
tourists
laze in
their
resorts,
independent
travellers
often
feel
hard
done by.
Paying
for boat
trips
and
private
beaches
is
unavoidable
if
you're
to enjoy
Hurghada's
assets,
and
although
conditions
for
diving,
windsurfing
and deep-sea
fishing
are
great,
the
cost
is high,
with
real
bargains
limited
to
accommodation.
Nor will
you save
much by
self-catering;
everything
in the
shops is
more
expensive
than in
Cairo or
the Nile
Valley.
As tour
groups
come all
year
round,
there's
no "off"
season
for
holiday
villages,
whose
peak
times
are the
European
Christmas
and
Easter
holidays
and the
Russian
vacation
period
of
August
and
September.
Low-budget
hotels
are most
in
demand
over
winter,
when
templed-out
backpackers
flood in
from the
Nile
Valley
en route
to Sinai.
The
town
itself
is a
hotchpotch
of
utilitarian
structures,
garish
hotels
and
gaudy
boutiques,
but
Egyptians
love its
wide
boulevards
and sea
breezes,
the
spaciousness
and "Benetton
ambience
".
Nowhere
else in
Egypt
are
shorts
de
rigueur
and
holiday
romances
so easy.
Russians
have
added
fresh
spice to
its
already
cosmopolitan
mix of
Italians,
Germans,
French,
Brits,
Aussies
and
Japanese,
whose
hedonistic
potential
is
grasped
by Saudi
princes,
for whom
Hurghada
is only
two
hours
away by
private
jet. For
Westerners,
however,
the
chief
lure
remains
underwater:
a score
of coral
islands
and
reefs
within a
few
hours'
reach by
boat,
and many
other
amazing
dive
sites
that can
be
visited
on
liveaboards.
Orientation
Despite
being
even
more
strung
out than
Alexandria
-
stretching
for
nearly
40km
down the
coast -
Hurghada
is
easily
divisible
into
three
zones.
The
town
proper -
known as
Ed-Dahar
(The
Harbour)
- is
separated
from the
coast by
a barren
rock
massif,
so you
rarely
glimpse
the sea.
Coming
in from
the
north,
its
evolution
is
apparent
as
administrative
buildings
give way
to
hotels,
shops,
and a
maze of
mud-brick
homes at
the feet
of Jebel
el-Afish.
Its
amorphous
downtown
embraces
the
bazaar
quarter
and -
typical
of any
thriving
tourist
centre -
a
flourishing
and
nameless
strip of
restaurants,
shops
and
hotels,
which
spreads
from
Sharia
Abdel
Aziz
Mustafa
to the
Aquarium
on the
Corniche
and
whose
main
landmark
is The
Market
mall
alongside
the vast
Three
Corners
Empire
Hotel.
The main
thoroughfare
is
Tariq
en-Nasr
(aka El-Nasre
Way),
whose
busiest
stretch
lies
between
the bus
station
and the
telephone
exchange
(known
as the
centraal),
which
acts as
a
terminus
for
local
public
transport.
From
Ed-Dahar,
two main
roads
run
2-4km
south to
Sigala
(pronounced
"Si-
gala
"),
which
contains
the
modern
port
of
Hurghada
and a
mass of
restaurants
and
hotels,
squeezed
in
wherever
the
terrain
allows.
Beyond
Sigala
is
nothing
but
desert
and an
endless
array of
coastal
holiday
villages
and
construction
sites,
linked
by slip-roads
to the
Hurghada-Safaga
road and
dignified
with the
name of
New
Hurghada
. This
extends
more
than
30km
south of
Sigala
and
there
seems
nothing
to
prevent
it from
ultimately
linking
up with
the
resorts
at Port
Safaga,
50km
south.