Enjoying the beach of Hurghada. Credit: hfv via Instagram

HURGHADA — By the time the sun sets in Hurghada’s coral-fringed shores, the tourists have traded their kaftans for cocktails. Along the Red Sea promenade and amid the rhythmic swirl of belly dance performances, blonde hair and linen trousers mingle with kohl-lined eyes and practiced charm. A quiet but telling choreography is unfolding — one that speaks not just of romance, but of survival.

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Over the past two decades, Egypt has witnessed the quiet rise of a modern-day take on the transactional marriage. These are unions between older foreign women — often from Europe or Russia — and much younger Egyptian men, many of whom come from economically strained backgrounds. 

Though papered over with the language of love-based matrimony, these relationships more closely resemble a trade: intimacy in exchange for financial support, companionship for citizenship dreams, youthful bodies for fleeting fantasies of being wanted again.

In 2010, Egypt recorded approximately 17,000 marriages between Egyptian men and foreign women, many of whom were older and from economically developed countries; according to Al Arabiya. This trend has been increasing since the early 2000s, with a notable 33% increase in such marriages by 2004.

On paper, many of these unions are legally registered. They might even feature a celebration, a modest ceremony, a ring. But the terms are often clear, even if unspoken: the woman provides money, gifts, and sometimes the promise of a visa. The man offers youth, attention, and a tender illusion of romance.

Marriage contract as currency

For men in cities like Luxor and Aswan, or Sharm El-Sheikh and here in Hurghada, where tourism is the economic engine, this isn’t just a personal decision — it’s a lifeline. Some work in bazaars or camel stables. Others pose for photos at ancient ruins or offer boat rides on the Nile. Many have grown up seeing this system in motion, watching neighbors and cousins slip into similar arrangements, hoping that one day, their turn will come.

Where once Egypt exported poetry, now it exports warmth for rent.

This is not the old Orientalist fantasy where Western men came to Cairo in search of veiled female beauties. This is its reversal. Now, the foreign gaze belongs to women, often older, divorced, or lonely — women disillusioned by cold cities and colder relationships, seeking something warmer, softer, more attentive. In Egypt, they find youth that looks at them like they still matter. And in return, they open their wallets.

Financial and emotional exploitation

But to reduce this dynamic to prostitution would be too simple. What unfolds here is not just about sex or money — it’s about power, longing, and the deep ache of two different kinds of desperation colliding.

For the women, many of whom come from aging European countries where they feel invisible and undesired, Egypt offers a kind of rebirth. On the beach, they’re admired. In the café, they’re seen. Some are genuinely taken in by the warmth and attention. Others know exactly what they’re paying for — and don’t mind.

However, for many women, the reality of these relationships can lead to financial and emotional exploitation. Miranda, 45, an American woman married to an Egyptian man, shared how she was convinced to purchase property in Egypt, which was later registered in her husband’s name, leading to significant financial loss and eventual divorce.

For the men, it is often a painful gamble. Often they begin the relationship with a financial calculation. Others grow to feel real affection. But rarely is the balance equal. These marriages rarely last. They often end in heartbreak, deportation, or quiet shame — on both sides.

Alone in Cairo — Photo: Imago/ZUMA

Egypt’s 2015 Ministerial Regulation No. 9200 mandates that foreign men marrying Egyptian women 25 or more years their junior must deposit 50,000 Egyptian pounds ($6,400) in the wife’s name at the National Bank of Egypt. This law aims to safeguard the wife’s financial rights in case of a temporary marriage.

There is care. There is routine. Sometimes, there is even love. But more often, there is expiration.

Yet, this form of marriage is often fraught with complications and emotional turbulence. A woman named Taylor, an archaeologist working around the Giza area, recounted how many men in the tourism industry pursue relationships with foreign women not out of affection but for financial gain, often leading to emotional manipulation.

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Charming Sharm El-Sheikh — Photo: Pexels

Romance to refuge

This modern arrangement is not unique to Egypt. Versions of it exist in Thailand, the Philippines, Morocco. But in Egypt, it cuts deeper — perhaps because of the country’s layered relationship with its past. Once the cultural crown of the Arab world, the birthplace of Umm Kulthum and golden-era cinema, Egypt now finds itself contorting under the weight of economic crisis, censorship, and the erosion of national pride.

Where once Egypt exported poetry, now it exports warmth for rent.

This form of tourism — intimate, asymmetrical, quietly aching — reflects not just global inequality, but internal fracture. It is the shadow cast by a shrinking middle class, a youth without work, and a society too polite to name what everyone sees.

A young man teaches his wife’s grandchildren how to build sandcastles

And yet, it is not without human tenderness. In a downtown café, a middle-aged woman runs her fingers through the hair of her Egyptian “husband” as he lights her cigarette. On the beach, a young man teaches his wife’s grandchildren how to build sandcastles. There is care. There is routine. Sometimes, there is even love.

But more often, there is expiration.

These are not relationships built to last. Even if they last more than a season, these are summer stories — burning quickly, brightly, and vanishing with the breeze. What remains is the unspoken truth that for some, survival wears the mask of romance.

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