Ramadan on the Red Sea Coast: A Visitor's Guide to the Holy Month
The resorts barely change; the towns transform after dark. What Ramadan actually looks like on the Red Sea coast, and how to enjoy it well.
13 February 2025
Ten minutes before sunset, Sheraton Road goes quiet in a way it never does the rest of the year. Taxis thin out, then vanish — the drivers are home, or parked outside a mosque with a plate on the passenger seat. Shopkeepers set small tables on the pavement: dates, bread, a pot of something that has been perfuming the street since mid-afternoon. Then the maghrib call rolls out across the water from El Mina Mosque, and the whole town seems to exhale at once. A date first, then water, then laughter. Within the hour the streets are fuller and warmer than at any other point in the year.
That, in one scene, is Ramadan on the Red Sea coast — a month visitors tend to worry about beforehand and remember fondly afterwards.
Less changes than you fear, more than you'd guess
In the tourist zones, honestly, not much moves. Hotels in El Gouna, Sahl Hasheesh, Makadi Bay and Soma Bay run their buffets, pools and dive boats on a normal footing; kitchens cook all day, and most hotel bars keep serving, though individual venues set their own policies and it is worth asking rather than assuming. Excursions go out. The reef does not observe the fast. Many of the staff looking after you are fasting — no food or water from first light to sunset — and doing it through a full shift in the sun, which is worth a moment's admiration, and perhaps a gentler tone if service runs a beat slower in the late afternoon.
Step outside the resort perimeter and the month becomes visible. Daytime El Dahar is subdued: some cafes shuttered until sunset, others open behind a discreet curtain, the souk moving at half speed. Banks, government offices and many shops shorten their daytime hours, then reopen late into the night. El Quseir's old town and Marsa Alam town follow the same rhythm. The practical version: do your errands in the morning, and never plan anything that depends on finding a taxi in the twenty minutes before sunset.
The one rule that matters
Nobody expects a visitor to fast, and no one will lecture you for holding a water bottle. But in local neighbourhoods during daylight, eating, drinking or smoking conspicuously in the street lands somewhere between thoughtless and unkind — most people around you have been going without since dawn. Discretion is the whole ask. Step into a doorway, sit inside the cafe that is open, finish the sandwich before you leave the car. On hotel grounds, on boats and in any restaurant that is serving, carry on exactly as normal.
The flip side is the generosity, and it is not a myth. Across Egypt, charity iftar tables — mawa'id al-rahman, "tables of the Merciful" — appear on streets to feed anyone who turns up, and we keep meeting visitors who were waved over to a family's pavement iftar simply because they were standing nearby when the call to prayer sounded. If it happens to you, sit down. Eat the date. It will be the story you tell about the trip.
Nights, and the Eid crescendo
After iftar, the second day begins. Families walk the corniche, the souk in El Dahar comes properly alive, strings of coloured fanoos lanterns go up over shopfronts, and the sound of taraweeh prayers drifts from the mosques. Cafes fill and stay full into the small hours; a second meal, suhoor, is eaten before dawn, and in some older neighbourhoods you may still hear the mesaharati making his rounds with a drum to wake people for it. If you only leave the resort once all holiday, leave it for one of these evenings.
One planning note. Ramadan follows the lunar calendar and arrives roughly eleven days earlier each year, so check the dates for your travel window against an official source rather than memory.
The month builds through its final ten days, then breaks into Eid al-Fitr — several days of open celebration. Bakeries stack boxes of kahk, the powdered-sugar butter cookies that define the holiday; children appear in brand-new clothes; and Egyptian families pour into the coastal towns, filling beaches, promenades and hotels. It is loud, joyful and busy — if your trip overlaps Eid, book rooms and restaurants ahead, and learn two phrases. "Ramadan kareem" through the month, "Eid mubarak" at the end. Both will be returned with a smile you did nothing to earn.
Ramadan asks very little of a visitor here: a bit of daytime tact off the resort, a bit of patience around sunset. In exchange it offers the coast at its most open-hearted. Take the trade.