Egypt, Two Months Later

It has taken me two months to write this. Not because I didn’t enjoy the trip, or because there isn’t anything to say. If anything, it’s the opposite. Life has felt a little heavy lately, and sitting down to reflect felt harder than usual. But Egypt deserves a post, even if it comes a little later than planned.

In February, Oliver and I traveled to Egypt and stayed at Stella Beach Resort. And honestly, this trip was exactly what I wanted.

There was no packed itinerary. No pressure to “see everything.”

Most days looked like this:

• Wake up slowly
• Head to the beach
• Crochet
• Study for my Dutch exams
• Read for a few hours
• Repeat

It was simple. Quiet. Restful in a way that feels rare.

The resort itself was lovely, comfortable, easy, and exactly the kind of place where you don’t have to think too hard about anything. And sometimes, that’s the best kind of travel.

I did a bit of snorkeling while we were there, and the water completely lived up to expectations of the Red Sea. Clear, calm, and full of life. It’s one of those things that’s hard to fully explain until you’re in it, floating above coral and watching everything move beneath you. It felt peaceful, almost surreal at times. Definitely one of the highlights of the trip.

At one point, I decided to leave our peaceful beach bubble and take a 24-hour bus trip to see the pyramids. Yes, 24 hours. The journey itself was…an experience. Long, a bit chaotic, and not exactly comfortable. But standing in front of pyramids made every second worth it.

There’s something surreal about seeing something you’ve only ever learned about in textbooks or seen in photos. They’re bigger than you expect. Older than you can really comprehend. And somehow still grounding in a strange way.

My 2026 is filling up with many fun adventures, many of them with my Annelies, who only has six months of left in Europe. Time will fly. 

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