Marsa Mubarak


Finally, we managed to get away, We were already very troubled by the lack of travel to exotic corners of the world.

We flew to Egypt to Marsa Alam, without a backpack, no marathon but with the intention of snorkeling – what a pandemic such cross-country journeys. Of course, we had to pack our running shoes and we managed to do three workouts.

The kilometer is not impressive, but I have a fact in my defense, that I still have to save my leg and I was able to run only in the early morning.


Varied routes: sand, kamienie, asphalt and beautiful views – it was impossible to get bored! The security guard asked us for a room number every time, he wrote down in his notebook and wished you a successful training. It's just strange, that when we came back it did not mark our return.


In the vicinity of the Valley of the Kings, where we went, we saw information for marathon runners painted on the asphalt on the street. Maybe one day we will be tempted by the Egyptian Marathon, temperatures suit me


It was recreational and fun and we will be happy to come back here again.