March 23, 2026

🐬The Story Behind the Songs “Red Sea Dolphins” and “Where Is My Ring?”💍

Who would have thought that a sleepless, slightly dizzy morning on a windy day in Hurghada would turn into the spark for not just one - but two songs on my album “Echoes of the Nile– Modern Egypt Lights”?

Definitely not me.

In fact, I almost didn’t go.

I was feeling nauseous, tired, and honestly not in the mood for a day trip. The only reason we ended up on that boat? One very persuasive member of our travel group who convinced us to join her and her husband on this “optional adventure.”
(Optional… sure. 😄)

At 6:00 AM sharp, we were picked up from our hotel. After a short drive, we arrived at the Red Sea - windy, bright, and already looking far too adventurous for my liking. There it was: our boat, and a crew welcoming us with warm smiles that felt slightly suspicious at that hour.

We sat on the windy deck while Adam explained the schedule for the day. Meanwhile, my inner monologue was going full drama mode:

“What am I doing here? This is how it ends. I will not survive this boat trip.”

Cold. Windy. Shaky. Dramatic.

Thankfully, Adam came to the rescue - not just with his calm energy and gorgeous smile, but with anti-nausea medication. I took two.

Survival mode: activated.

The two-hour ride into the Red Sea felt endless at first. Waves, wind, and my life flashing before my eyes. My poor mum wasn’t feeling great either - she had been struggling with a bad cold for days.

But slowly, something shifted.

The sun grew warmer, the sea calmer, and the views… breathtaking. What started as a survival mission turned into something almost peaceful.

I didn’t go snorkeling - the water was a little too ambitious for my skin - but watching everything from the boat was already magical. It was our first time in the Red Sea, our first time on a snorkeling trip… and then it happened:

Dolphins.

Real dolphins. Not on a screen. Not in a documentary. Right there, just a few meters away from us.

It was one of those rare, quiet moments where everything just clicks.

Pure magic.

And while I stayed dry, I could only imagine how emotional it must feel to swim right next to them. That moment stayed with me - and later found its way into my song Red Sea Dolphins.”

But what impressed me just as much as the dolphins was the people.

The professionalism of the crew - and honestly, of everyone we met in Egypt - was incredible. From hotel staff to drivers, guides, and this boat crew… everything was so well organized, so thoughtful, so intentional. You could feel that they genuinely cared.

And here’s the truth: they work incredibly hard. Much harder than most people in Europe, and often for a fraction of the salary.

They don’t do it for the money.

They do it because they take pride in giving people an unforgettable experience.

That’s hospitality. The real kind.

The crew from Delfinausflug.de was amazing - especially for German-speaking guests from Germany, Austria, and Switzerland. Even those snorkeling for the first time felt safe and supported.

Everyone had their role: one person capturing photos, another filming underwater, someone managing the small transfer boat, the captain steering us through the waves - and then there was the cook.

Let me tell you: watching one person prepare breakfast and lunch for nearly 25 guests in a tiny kitchen?

That was a performance in itself.

There was always tea, coffee, and drinks available, and somehow, in the middle of the sea, they made everything feel… comfortable. Almost like home.

If you ever find yourself in Hurghada and dream of seeing dolphins, I can truly recommend Mo’s team from Delfinausflug.de.

You’ll be taken care of from start to finish.

And who knows…

Maybe your trip will inspire something unforgettable too.

For me, it didn’t just become a memory - it became music.

That day later turned into not one, but two songs on my album. And honestly, I believe Where Is My Ring? might just be the perfect soundtrack for a marriage proposal on the Red Sea.

Imagine this: dolphins nearby, the sun setting, the waves gently moving… and then your partner presses play.

Yes. I’m absolutely saying you should do it. 😄

So if you’re planning a trip - why not make it unforgettable?

Book the adventure. Bring the ring. And don’t forget the song.

And if you’re wondering whether my lyrics are fiction or inspired by real events and conversations…

let me just say this:

Every word in that song is true.

And yes - I’m still waiting for my ring from Adam. 😄


Fun Fact & Song Lyrics: Only after producing the song did I do some research and find out that a dolphin can actually cost between €50,000 and €100,000 - not for private individuals, of course, but for marine parks.

In comparison, a camel (which was traditionally part of a dowry in some Arab countries) costs only around $500 to $5,000, depending on age and breed.

Which means: A dolphin is about 10 to 50 times more valuable than a camel.

So… even if no ring is found (although I would obviously insist on one):
12 dolphins might still be an acceptable offer. 😄


🐬Die Geschichte hinter den Songs „Red Sea Dolphins“ und „Where Is My Ring?“💍


Wer hätte gedacht, dass ein schlafloser, leicht schwindeliger Morgen an einem windigen Tag in Hurghada zur Inspiration für nicht nur einen – sondern gleich zwei Songs auf meinem Album Echoes of the Nile – Modern Egypt Lights werden würde?

Ganz sicher nicht ich.

Eigentlich wäre ich fast gar nicht mitgegangen.

Mir war übel, ich war müde und ehrlich gesagt überhaupt nicht in der Stimmung für einen Tagesausflug. Der einzige Grund, warum ich am Ende auf diesem Boot gelandet bin? Ein sehr überzeugendes Mitglied unserer Reisegruppe, das uns überredet hat, sie und ihren Mann auf dieses „optionale Abenteuer“ zu begleiten.
(Optional… klar. 😄)

Pünktlich um 6:00 Uhr morgens wurden wir von unserem Hotel abgeholt. Nach einer kurzen Fahrt erreichten wir das Rote Meer - windig, hell und schon jetzt viel zu abenteuerlich für meinen Geschmack.

Und da war es: unser Boot. Und eine Crew, die uns mit warmen Lächeln begrüßte, die um diese Uhrzeit fast schon ein bisschen verdächtig wirkte.

Wir saßen auf dem windigen Deck, während Adam den Tagesablauf erklärte. Währenddessen lief mein innerer Monolog auf Hochtouren:

„Was mache ich hier? So endet das also. Ich werde diesen Bootsausflug nicht überleben.“

Kalt. Windig. Wackelig. Dramatisch.

Zum Glück kam Adam zur Rettung - nicht nur mit seiner ruhigen Art und seinem wunderschönen Lächeln, sondern auch mit Tabletten gegen Übelkeit. Ich habe gleich zwei genommen.

Überlebensmodus: aktiviert.

Die zweistündige Fahrt hinaus ins Rote Meer fühlte sich anfangs endlos an. Wellen, Wind und mein Leben, das gefühlt an mir vorbeizog. Meine arme Mama ging es auch nicht gut—sie kämpfte schon seit Tagen mit einer starken Erkältung.

Doch langsam veränderte sich etwas.

Die Sonne wurde wärmer, das Meer ruhiger und die Aussicht… atemberaubend. Was als reiner Überlebenskampf begann, wurde plötzlich fast schon friedlich.

Ich bin nicht schnorcheln gegangen - das Wasser war meiner Haut etwas zu „ambitioniert“ - aber schon das Beobachten vom Boot aus war magisch. Es war unser erstes Mal im Roten Meer, unser erster Schnorchel-Ausflug… und dann passierte es:

Delfine.

Echte Delfine. Nicht im Fernsehen. Nicht in einer Doku. Sondern direkt vor uns, nur wenige Meter entfernt.

Es war einer dieser seltenen, stillen Momente, in denen einfach alles zusammenpasst.

Reine Magie.

Und obwohl ich trocken blieb, konnte ich mir nur vorstellen, wie emotional es sein muss, direkt neben ihnen zu schwimmen. Dieser Moment ist bei mir geblieben -und hat später seinen Weg in meinen Song Red Sea Dolphins gefunden.

Aber genauso beeindruckt wie die Delfine haben mich die Menschen.

Die Professionalität der Crew - und ehrlich gesagt von allen, die wir in Ägypten getroffen haben - war unglaublich. Vom Hotelpersonal über Fahrer und Guides bis hin zu dieser Bootscrew… alles war so gut organisiert, so durchdacht, so bewusst gemacht. Man hat einfach gespürt, dass es ihnen wirklich wichtig ist.

Und hier ist die Wahrheit: Sie arbeiten unglaublich hart. Viel härter als die meisten Menschen in Europa - und oft für nur einen Bruchteil des Gehalts.

Sie machen das nicht für das Geld.

Sie machen es, weil sie stolz darauf sind, Menschen ein unvergessliches Erlebnis zu schenken.

Das ist Gastfreundschaft. Die echte.

Die Crew von Delfinausflug.de war großartig - besonders für deutschsprachige Gäste aus Deutschland, Österreich und der Schweiz. Selbst Anfänger im Schnorcheln fühlten sich sicher und gut betreut.

Jeder hatte seine Aufgabe: einer machte Fotos, ein anderer filmte unter Wasser, jemand kümmerte sich um das kleine Transferboot, der Kapitän steuerte uns durch die Wellen - und dann war da noch der Koch.

Ganz ehrlich: Einer Person dabei zuzusehen, wie sie in einer winzigen Küche Frühstück und Mittagessen für fast 25 Gäste zubereitet?

Das war schon fast eine eigene Show.

Es gab den ganzen Tag Tee, Kaffee und Getränke, und irgendwie haben sie es mitten auf dem Meer geschafft, dass sich alles… gemütlich anfühlt. Fast wie zu Hause.

Wenn du jemals in Hurghada bist und davon träumst, Delfine zu sehen, kann ich Mo’s Team von Delfinausflug.de wirklich empfehlen.

Du bist von Anfang bis Ende in guten Händen.

Und wer weiß…

Vielleicht inspiriert dich deine Reise ja auch zu etwas Unvergesslichem.

Für mich wurde daraus nicht nur eine Erinnerung - sondern Musik.

Dieser Ausflug wurde später zur Inspiration für gleich zwei Songs auf meinem Album. Und ganz ehrlich: Ich finde, Where Is My Ring? ist der perfekte Soundtrack für einen Heiratsantrag im Roten Meer.

Stell dir vor: Delfine in der Nähe, die Sonne geht unter, die Wellen bewegen sich sanft… und dann drückt dein Partner auf Play.

Ja. Ich sage ganz klar: Mach es. 😄

Wenn du also eine Reise planst - warum nicht unvergesslich machen?

Buche das Abenteuer. Bring den Ring mit. Und vergiss den Song nicht.

Und falls du dich fragst, ob meine Lyrics erfunden sind oder von echten Erlebnissen und Gesprächen inspiriert wurden…

Dann sage ich dir: Jedes einzelne Wort in diesem Song ist wahr.

Und ja - ich warte immer noch auf meinen Ring von Adam. 😄


Fun Fact & Song Lyrics:

Erst nach der Songproduktion habe ich recherchiert und herausgefunden, dass ein Delfin tatsächlich zwischen 50.000 und 100.000 Euro kosten kann – natürlich nicht für Privatpersonen, sondern für Marineparks.

Im Vergleich dazu kostet ein Kamel (das traditionell in einigen arabischen Ländern als Teil einer Mitgift galt) nur etwa 500 bis 5.000 Dollar – je nach Alter und Rasse.

Das bedeutet: Ein Delfin ist etwa 10- bis 50-mal wertvoller als ein Kamel. Also… auch wenn kein Ring gefunden wird (wobei ich selbstverständlich darauf bestehen würde): 12 Delfine sind vielleicht noch ein akzeptables Angebot. 😄

March 20, 2026

🕋The History of Mecca: Origins, Transformation, and Significance

 

There was one thing I found myself quietly longing for before our journey to Egypt even began: the sound of the Azan. Living in Europe, it’s something you rarely hear- and yet, somehow, you feel its absence. That gentle, grounding call carries a sense of calm and belonging that’s hard to put into words, but easy to miss once you’ve known it.

Before diving into our personal experiences, I want to take a step back. This second blog post is dedicated to something deeper - the story behind it all. The history of Mecca is not just a timeline of events, but a narrative filled with meaning, faith, and centuries of devotion.

Mecca is one of the oldest continuously inhabited cities on the Arabian Peninsula and today serves as the spiritual centre of Islam. Millions of Muslims around the world turn toward this city every day during their prayers. However, the history of Mecca goes far beyond the emergence of Islam and combines religion, trade, politics, and cultural transformation.


The Earliest Origins

Islamic tradition traces the origins of Mecca back to the Prophet Ibrahim (Abraham).

According to tradition, Ibrahim brought his wife Hajar (Hagar) and his son Ismail (Ishmael) to a dry and barren valley in what is now the region of the Hejaz in present-day Saudi Arabia.

When their water ran out, Hajar desperately searched for help between the hills of Safa and Marwa. During this search, a spring miraculously appeared — the well known as the Zamzam Well, which still exists today and is considered sacred.

Later, Ibrahim returned and, together with his son Ismail, built the Kaaba, a cube-shaped structure that Muslims believe to be the house dedicated to the worship of one God.


Mecca Before Islam

Centuries later, Mecca developed into an important trading center. The city was strategically located along major caravan routes connecting Yemen, Syria, and other parts of the Arabian Peninsula.

During this period, the powerful tribe of the Quraysh controlled the city.

Even before Islam, the Kaaba was already an important religious sanctuary. However, at that time it was associated with the worship of many different deities. Numerous idols belonging to different Arab tribes were placed inside and around the Kaaba, and pilgrims from across the region traveled to Mecca to worship them.

Because of this, Mecca became both a religious pilgrimage destination and a prosperous commercial hub.


The Time of Muhammad and the Birth of Islam

In the year 570 CE, the Prophet Muhammad was born in Mecca.

At around the age of forty, he began preaching the message that there is only one God. This teaching challenged the social and religious order of Mecca and was strongly opposed by many leaders of the Quraysh tribe, who feared losing their influence and economic power.

In 622 CE, Muhammad and his followers migrated from Mecca to the city of Medina. This event is known as the Hijra and marks the beginning of the Islamic calendar.

Several years later, Muhammad returned to Mecca with his followers. In what is known as the Conquest of Mecca (630 CE), the city came under Muslim control. The idols in the Kaaba were removed, and the sanctuary was rededicated to the worship of the one God.


Mecca in the Islamic Empires

After the death of Muhammad, Mecca remained the most important religious city in Islam. However, political power in the Islamic world was often centered in other cities such as Damascus or Baghdad.

Over the centuries, Mecca came under the influence of several major Islamic dynasties and empires, including:

  • the Umayyad Caliphate

  • the Abbasid Caliphate

  • the Ottoman Empire

Despite these political changes, Mecca always remained the central destination for Muslim pilgrimage.


Mecca in the Modern Era

At the beginning of the 20th century, the Ottoman Empire collapsed, and control of the region changed. After several conflicts and political developments, Mecca eventually became part of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, which was officially established in 1932.

Since then, the city has undergone enormous transformation. Large expansions of the Masjid al-Haram (the Grand Mosque) have been built to accommodate the growing number of pilgrims who travel to Mecca every year.


Mecca Today

Today, Mecca is accessible only to Muslims and remains one of the most significant religious centers in the world.

Every year, millions of Muslims travel there to perform the Hajj, the annual pilgrimage that is one of the five pillars of Islam. Many also perform the smaller pilgrimage known as Umrah, which can be undertaken at any time of the year.



Mecca evolved from a remote desert valley into a thriving trading center and ultimately into the holiest city in Islam. Its religious importance has shaped the spiritual life of Muslims for centuries and continues to do so today.



🕋Die Geschichte von Mekka – Ursprung, Propheten und Bedeutung für den Islam!

Es gab eine Sache, nach der ich mich schon lange vor unserer Reise nach Ägypten ganz leise gesehnt habe: den Klang des Azans. Wenn man in Europa lebt, hört man ihn nur selten – und doch spürt man irgendwie, dass er fehlt. Dieser sanfte, erdende Ruf trägt eine Ruhe und ein Gefühl von Zugehörigkeit in sich, das sich nur schwer in Worte fassen lässt, aber umso leichter vermisst wird, sobald man es einmal erlebt hat.

Bevor ich in unsere persönlichen Erfahrungen eintauche, möchte ich einen Schritt zurückgehen. Dieser zweite Blogbeitrag widmet sich etwas Tiefergehendem – der Geschichte dahinter. Die Geschichte von Mekka ist nicht nur eine Abfolge von Ereignissen, sondern eine Erzählung voller Bedeutung, Glauben und jahrhundertelanger Hingabe.

Mekka gehört zu den ältesten dauerhaft bewohnten Städten der arabischen Halbinsel und ist heute das spirituelle Zentrum des Islam. Millionen von Menschen wenden sich täglich in ihrem Gebet dorthin. Doch die Geschichte dieser Stadt reicht weit über die Entstehung des Islam hinaus und verbindet Religion, Handel, Machtpolitik und kulturellen Wandel.

Die frühesten Ursprünge

Die islamische Tradition führt den Ursprung Mekkas auf den Propheten Ibrahim (Abraham) zurück.

Der Überlieferung zufolge brachte Ibrahim seine Frau Hadschar und seinen Sohn Ismail in ein trockenes Tal der heutigen Region Hejaz.

Als das Wasser ausging, suchte Hadschar verzweifelt zwischen den Hügeln Safa und Marwa nach Hilfe. Dabei entsprang der Überlieferung nach plötzlich eine Quelle – der Brunnen Zamzam Well, der bis heute existiert.

Später kehrte Ibrahim zurück und errichtete gemeinsam mit Ismail die Kaaba, ein würfelförmiges Heiligtum, das als Haus Gottes gilt.


Mekka vor dem Islam

Jahrhunderte später entwickelte sich Mekka zu einem wichtigen Handelszentrum. Die Stadt lag strategisch günstig auf Karawanenrouten zwischen Yemen, Syria und anderen Regionen der arabischen Halbinsel.

In dieser Zeit kontrollierte der Stamm der Quraysh die Stadt. Die Kaaba war damals bereits ein religiöses Zentrum – allerdings für viele verschiedene arabische Stämme. In und um die Kaaba standen zahlreiche Götzenstatuen, die von Pilgern verehrt wurden.

Mekka war daher sowohl ein religiöser Wallfahrtsort als auch ein wirtschaftliches Zentrum.


Die Zeit von Mohammed und die Geburt des Islam

Im Jahr 570 wurde in Mekka der Prophet Muhammad geboren.

Mit etwa 40 Jahren begann er zu verkünden, dass es nur einen Gott gebe. Diese Botschaft stieß in Mekka zunächst auf starken Widerstand, besonders bei den führenden Familien der Quraysh, die ihre wirtschaftliche und religiöse Stellung bedroht sahen.

622 verließ Muhammad Mekka und wanderte nach Medina aus. Diese Auswanderung wird Hidschra genannt und markiert den Beginn des islamischen Kalenders.

Einige Jahre später kehrte Muhammad mit seinen Anhängern zurück und nahm Mekka weitgehend friedlich ein (Eroberung von Mekka). Die Götzen in der Kaaba wurden entfernt, und das Heiligtum wurde endgültig dem Monotheismus gewidmet.



Die Geschichte von Mekka – Ursprung, Wandel und Bedeutung

Mekka im islamischen Reich

Nach dem Tod Muhammads blieb Mekka das wichtigste religiöse Zentrum der islamischen Welt. Politisch lag die Macht jedoch meist in anderen Städten wie Damascus oder Baghdad.

Die Stadt stand über die Jahrhunderte unter der Kontrolle verschiedener Mächte, darunter:

  • das Umayyad Caliphate

  • das Abbasid Caliphate

  • das Ottoman Empire

Trotz politischer Wechsel blieb Mekka stets das Herz der islamischen Pilgerfahrt.


Mekka in der modernen Zeit

Im frühen 20. Jahrhundert zerfiel die osmanische Herrschaft. Nach mehreren Konflikten wurde Mekka schließlich Teil des Königreichs Saudi Arabia, das 1932 gegründet wurde.

Seitdem hat sich die Stadt enorm verändert. Große Erweiterungen der Masjid al-Haram ermöglichen es heute, Millionen Pilger während der Hadsch aufzunehmen.


Mekka heute

Heute ist Mekka ausschließlich Muslimen zugänglich und eines der bedeutendsten religiösen Zentren der Welt. Jedes Jahr reisen mehrere Millionen Menschen dorthin, um die Hadsch oder die kleinere Pilgerfahrt, die Umrah, zu vollziehen.

Die Stadt verbindet damit auf einzigartige Weise uralte religiöse Tradition mit moderner Infrastruktur.


Mekka entwickelte sich von einem abgelegenen Wüstental über ein Handelszentrum der arabischen Stämme zu dem wichtigsten religiösen Ort des Islam – eine Rolle, die es bis heute innehat.



March 19, 2026

🏛️Between Desert, Nile, and Sound: The Journey That Inspired Two Albums


Egypt — and the Beginning of Something New

Egypt. A country I never truly believed I would visit. For decades, it felt out of reach - bureaucracy, safety concerns, visa complications… all the things that quietly turn a dream into a “maybe someday.” And yet, the dream never left. The land of temples, pharaohs, and stories older than imagination kept calling. 

And then - suddenly - we were there. Let me say this clearly: No documentary, no film, no photograph prepares you for Egypt in real life. It doesn’t just look different - it feels different. Bigger. Rawer. More intense. More human.

I went in without expectations. And still, it was nothing like I imagined. In my upcoming blog posts, I won’t sugarcoat anything. I’m not here to sell a fantasy - I’m here to share real, recent experiences. The beautiful, the uncomfortable, the shocking, and the deeply inspiring.

Because Egypt is all of that at once.


This journey was full of firsts:

Our first time in Africa.
Our first group trip.
And — believe it or not — our first cruise.

Yes… a cruise. Something I had subconsciously avoided for years (thank you, Titanic 😄). But in the end, it turned out to be one of the best decisions we’ve ever made. 

Combining a Red Sea beach stay with a Nile river cruise felt like stepping into two completely different worlds - both magical in their own way. Like wearing two pairs of shoes you never thought would match… but somehow, they do perfectly.


When we landed in Hurghada, something shifted.

I remember looking out and thinking: We’re really here. The land of the pharaohs. The world of Tutankhamun and Cleopatra.

It almost didn’t feel real. The palm trees, the light, the contrast of desert and sea - surreal in a way that’s hard to describe. But let’s be honest. Hurghada itself is not what many might expect. It’s rough around the edges. Unfinished buildings, empty structures that feel like ghost towns, streets that don’t match the luxury image often associated with travel destinations.

And if you think Egypt might feel like Dubai just because of shared cultural elements - think again. There is no comparison. None. 

Egypt has its own identity. Its own rhythm. Its own reality.


Some things were difficult to witness.

The stray animals - dogs and cats lying in the heat without water or care - broke our hearts. It’s something that stays with you long after you leave. The streets can be chaotic, sometimes overwhelming.

And yet…

Right in the middle of all of that, there was something extraordinary.

The people. I have rarely experienced such genuine hospitality. From drivers to tour guides, from hotel teams to cruise staff - the level of professionalism, warmth, and attention to detail was remarkable. Not rehearsed. Not forced. Real. You feel welcomed. Seen. Taken care of. And that - more than anything - stayed with us.


This trip didn’t just leave us with memories. It changed something creatively. The sounds, the atmosphere, the emotions - they found their way into our music.

We came back inspired. So much so that we are now working on two new albums, both deeply influenced by Arabic/Egyptian musical elements - melodies, rhythms, and stories shaped by this journey.

This is just the beginning. More blog posts are coming - the honest kind.

And this is the first album that carries pieces of this experience within every note. 
Enjoy!


🏛️Zwischen Wüste und Klang: Die Reise, die zwei Alben erschuf

Ein Land, von dem ich lange dachte, dass ich es wahrscheinlich nie besuchen würde.

Zu viele Hürden: Bürokratie, Sicherheitsbedenken, Visa-Regeln… all diese Dinge, die einen Traum leise in die Kategorie „vielleicht irgendwann“ verschieben. Und trotzdem war da immer dieser Wunsch. Dieses Ziehen. Das Land der Pharaonen, der Tempel, der Geschichten, die älter sind als alles, was wir kennen.

Und dann… waren wir plötzlich dort.


Ich sage es, wie es ist: Keine Dokumentation, kein Film, kein Foto kann dich wirklich auf Ägypten vorbereiten. Es sieht nicht nur anders aus - es fühlt sich anders an. Intensiver. Roh. Echt.

Ich bin ohne große Erwartungen hingereist. Und trotzdem war es komplett anders, als ich es mir vorgestellt hatte. 

In meinen nächsten Blogposts werde ich nichts beschönigen. Ich bin nicht hier, um irgendetwas zu verkaufen. Ich schreibe über das, was wir wirklich erlebt haben — die schönen Dinge, die schockierenden Momente und die positiven Überraschungen.

Denn Ägypten ist all das gleichzeitig.


Diese Reise war voller Premieren:

Unser erster Trip nach Afrika.
Unsere erste Gruppenreise.
Und — kaum zu glauben — unsere erste Kreuzfahrt.

Ja… eine Kreuzfahrt. Etwas, das wir jahrelang unbewusst ausgeschlossen hatten (danke, Titanic 😄).

Und am Ende? Eine der besten Entscheidungen überhaupt.

Die Kombination aus Strandurlaub am Roten Meer und einer Nilkreuzfahrt war einfach magisch. Zwei komplett unterschiedliche Welten — und beide auf ihre eigene Art wunderschön.


Als wir in Hurghada gelandet sind, wurde es plötzlich real.

Ich erinnere mich genau an diesen Moment: Wir sind wirklich hier. Im Land der Pharaonen. In der Welt von Tutanchamun und Kleopatra.

Es fühlte sich fast unwirklich an. Palmen mitten in der Wüste, diese besondere Lichtstimmung - eine Szenerie, die schwer in Worte zu fassen ist.

Aber ich bleibe ehrlich: Hurghada selbst ist keine klassische „schöne“ Stadt. Viele unfertige Gebäude, leere Häuser, die fast wie Geisterorte wirken, Straßen, die wenig mit dem Luxusbild zu tun haben, das man vielleicht erwartet. Und wenn man denkt, Ägypten könnte mit Dubai vergleichbar sein - nur weil beide zur arabischen Welt gehören - dann liegt man komplett daneben.

Es gibt keinerlei Vergleich. Ägypten hat seinen ganz eigenen Rhythmus. Seine eigene Realität.


Manche Dinge waren schwer zu sehen.

Die vielen Straßenhunde und Katzen, die in der Hitze liegen - oft ohne Wasser, ohne Futter, ohne Versorgung. Gerade die kleinen Tiere… das geht einem wirklich nah. Auch der Müll, die Unordnung, das Chaos — das gehört genauso zur Realität vor Ort.

Und trotzdem…

Mitten in all dem gab es etwas, das uns tief beeindruckt hat: Die Menschen. Ich habe selten so viel echte Gastfreundschaft erlebt. Egal ob Fahrer, Tourguides, Hotelpersonal oder Crew auf dem Schiff - jeder Einzelne war auf seine Weise bemerkenswert.

Professionell, aufmerksam, herzlich. Nicht gespielt. Nicht aufgesetzt. Sondern ehrlich. Man fühlt sich willkommen. Wirklich willkommen. Und genau das hat uns am meisten berührt.


Diese Reise hat nicht nur Erinnerungen hinterlassen. Sie hat etwas in uns ausgelöst. Die Klänge, die Atmosphäre, die Emotionen - all das hat seinen Weg in unsere Musik gefunden. Wir sind zurückgekommen - inspiriert wie lange nicht mehr.

So sehr, dass wir aktuell an zwei neuen Alben arbeiten, die stark von arabischen/ägyptischen Einflüssen geprägt sind - in Melodien, Rhythmen und Geschichten.

Das hier ist erst der Anfang. Weitere Blogposts folgen - ehrlich, ungefiltert und nah dran. 

Das erste Album ist bereits auf LilyAmis.Bandcamp.com erhältlich.

March 17, 2026

🔥When a Song Turns into a Letter: “Light the Fire” and a Conversation with the Palace!


A few months ago I wrote a protest rap called “Light the Fire.”

The song was inspired by the growing debate around long migration waiting periods and the idea that some people might spend decades in legal limbo before they are allowed to truly belong.

The line that stayed with me while writing the song was simple:

“They light the fire — then complain about the smoke.”

It captures the paradox many refugees feel: wars and crises create displacement, but those who flee often face suspicion, endless waiting, and systems that put their lives on hold.

For me this topic is not theoretical. Thirty-eight years ago I arrived in Europe with my mother as a war refugee. It took 15 years before our lives finally became stable. Years that can never be returned. Years when childhood, education, and identity feel suspended between hope and uncertainty.

Writing the song was one way of expressing those emotions.
But I also felt that simply releasing a song was not enough.

So I decided to do something unusual: I wrote letters.

One letter went to His Majesty King Charles III and Queen Camilla, another to The Prince and Princess of Wales, and a third to 10 Downing Street. The letters were respectful, personal reflections about time, dignity, and the importance of allowing children and families to build stable lives rather than waiting for decades.


My Letter to King Charles & Queen Camilla

Zurich, 18. December 2025

Subject: Twenty-Year Settlement Waiting Periods and Their Impact on Children

Your Majesty,
Your Majesty Queen Camilla,

I am writing to you not as a politician, nor as an expert in law, but as a human being who once arrived in Europe as a war refugee - and who knows, from lived experience, what it means to have one’s life placed on hold for years.

Thirty-eight years ago, my mother and I arrived with little more than hope. We were safe, yes - but safety alone does not equal a life. It took fifteen years before we were allowed to live with stability, dignity, and the right to fully participate in society. Fifteen years of temporary papers, uncertainty, and fear of losing everything again.

Today, I watch history repeat itself.

Recent proposals in the United Kingdom suggest that refugees and migrants may be required to wait up to twenty years before they are granted permanent settlement. Twenty years is not a “process”; it is a lifetime. Childhoods pass, youth disappears, and potential is frozen. Time - the most precious thing any of us owns - is quietly taken away.

Your Majesty, you have dedicated much of your life to supporting young people through The Prince’s Trust, helping those from difficult backgrounds gain confidence, education, and the chance to build something meaningful. Your Majesty Queen Camilla, your long-standing support of books, literacy, and learning reflects a belief that every human being deserves the opportunity to grow, contribute, and belong.

It is in that spirit that I write to you.

How can young people learn, plan, and build a future if they are forced to live for decades in legal limbo? How can families thrive when they are treated as temporary guests in the very place they are trying to call home? Prolonged waiting periods do not encourage integration; they paralyse it.

I understand that the monarchy does not create laws. However, it does carry moral weight. Your voices, your patronage connections, and your lifelong commitment to social responsibility play an important role in shaping public conversation.

I respectfully ask whether you might consider using that influence to highlight the human cost of prolonged settlement waiting periods, to encourage public discussion about their impact on children and families, and to raise concerns with government as to whether decades-long limbo truly reflects British values of fairness, dignity, and compassion.

I write as someone who has survived war, displacement, and years of waiting, and who is now an independent writer and songwriter. Through my writing and song lyrics, I try to raise awareness of inhuman realities such as this one and to give voice to those still trapped in uncertainty. I would be honoured to share my music with you and will include a small memory stick with a selection of my songs, should you ever wish to listen.

Refugees do not ask for privilege. We ask only for the chance to live, work, contribute, and belong - without having decades of our lives suspended.

As the year draws to a close, may I also extend my sincere best wishes to you both, especially for continued health and strength. I wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy, peaceful, and healthy 2026.

Thank you very much for taking the time to read my letter. I hope it will be received in the spirit in which it is written - with respect, concern, and a deep belief in humanity.

Yours sincerely,

Lily Amis

Writer & songwriter

P.S. I have also shared these concerns with the Prime Minister, in the hope that they may be considered across all appropriate levels.


🏛️ Response from Buckingham Palace

Following my letter to His Majesty The King and Queen Camilla, I received a kind response from Buckingham Palace. I have chosen not to share the letter publicly, but I appreciate that my words were received and acknowledged with courtesy.

The Head of Royal Correspondence wrote that the King had received my letter and had taken interest in learning about my work as a songwriter. While the Palace explained that it is not possible for the monarch to comment on policy matters, my views had been “very carefully noted.”

I appreciated the courtesy and the acknowledgment. In today’s fast world, even taking the time to respond thoughtfully says something about the value of dialogue.

So I would like to express my thanks for that reply.



My Letter to the Prince & Princess of Wales

Zurich, 18. December 2025

Subject: Twenty-Year Settlement Waiting Periods and Their Impact on Children

Your Royal Highnesses,

I hope you will forgive me for writing to you again. Some time ago, I had the honour of sending you a selection of my books and audiobook for your children. I was deeply touched by your kind response and your words of thanks for the work I had shared with them. That exchange has stayed with me, and it is in that same spirit of care for children and their futures that I write to you today.

I am a former war refugee, and also a writer and songwriter who believes deeply in the right of every child to grow up with dignity, stability, and hope.

You are parents to three young children. Like all parents, you know how quickly childhood passes - how each year matters, how time shapes confidence, education, and a sense of belonging. It is precisely because of this that I felt compelled to write to you.

There are children today in the United Kingdom - refugee children and children of migrants - whose futures are being placed on hold for up to twenty years under proposed settlement rules. Twenty years is not an administrative detail. It is an entire childhood. It is adolescence. It is the foundation of a life.

No parent would willingly accept their own children being told to wait decades before they are allowed to belong, to feel secure, or to plan a future. No parent would consider it reasonable for their children’s education, mental wellbeing, and sense of worth to be suspended while paperwork slowly moves forward.

Yet this is the reality facing thousands of families.

I arrived in Europe as a child fleeing war. Although I was safe, it took fifteen years before my life was no longer defined by temporary status and uncertainty. Those years cannot be recovered. Education is disrupted, confidence erodes, and dreams shrink - not because of a lack of ability or effort, but because dignity itself is delayed.

Your Royal Highnesses have spoken often about the importance of early childhood, mental health, and giving young people the best possible start in life. Prolonged waiting periods do the opposite. They teach children that they are conditional, temporary, and unwelcome - even when they are doing everything asked of them.

Education, dignity, and the right to a normal life should never be placed on hold.

I understand that you do not make laws. But you do carry influence, compassion, and the ability to shape national conversation. I respectfully ask whether you might consider using your voices and your work to highlight the impact of prolonged legal limbo on children and families, and to encourage reflection on whether such policies truly align with the values of fairness, responsibility, and humanity that Britain stands for.

This letter is written not in anger, but in concern - and in hope. Hope that those who are privileged with safety and stability might help ensure that others are not denied the same simply because of where they were born.

As parents, you know that time with our children is precious. Once lost, it cannot be returned. No child should spend their formative years waiting to be allowed a life.

I have included a small memory stick with a selection of my music (including my track King Charles and Light the Fire), in which I try to raise awareness about inhuman realities such as these through song, should you ever wish to listen.

As the year draws to a close, I would like to wish you and your family a Merry Christmas, along with continued health, safety, and happiness. May the coming year bring peace, compassion, and hope for all children and families.

Thank you very much for taking the time to read my letter.

Yours sincerely,

Lily Amis

Writer & songwriter

P.S. I have also shared these concerns with the Prime Minister, in the hope that they may be considered across all appropriate levels.


👑 Response from Kensington Palace

Following my letter to the Prince and Princess of Wales, I received a kind response from Kensington Palace too. 

While I have chosen not to share the letter publicly, I appreciated the acknowledgement of my experience and the thoughtful reply.

But both responses were respectful and acknowledged my words, while also reflecting the limits of their roles.

As for my other letter, I have not received a response from Downing Street yet. Perhaps they are still somewhere in the administrative maze of modern governance, or perhaps they simply will remain unanswered. That, too, is part of the reality when citizens try to raise difficult topics.

But the purpose of writing was never confrontation.
It was conversation.

And sometimes the act of speaking honestly is already enough.

For now, I consider this chapter closed. The song “Light the Fire” exists, the letters were written, and the message has been shared. Whether it changes anything immediately is not for me to decide.

What I do know is that creativity should not live forever in anger.

So for the next while, I am turning my focus toward positive stories, new music, and projects with strong sync potential — songs about resilience, hope, and the human spirit.

The fire has been lit.
Now it is time to create new light.


March 16, 2026

🤫Silence - When Your Voice Is Misused: Why I Am Stepping Back


In my previous open letter to META, I spoke about the ongoing copyright violations affecting my music and reels online. Since then, much more has happened - both in the world and within the communities that claim to stand for Iran and in my own work and in the world around us. The situation in and around Iran has continued to evolve in ways that affect not only one nation of almost ninety million people, but the stability of an entire region.

Many have asked why I have been silent.

The truth is simple: silence is sometimes the only honest response when your voice is being misused.

Over the past months I invested my time, energy, and resources into creating music and visual work meant to give a voice to Iranians inside and outside the country. Yet while doing so, I watched my own reels being downloaded, reposted, and circulated across social media without permission. In several cases the people sharing my work blocked me while continuing to distribute my copyrighted material.

When that happens, something fundamental breaks. Not only trust in the platforms that host our work, but trust in the basic respect between people who claim to share the same cause.

More songs could have been released by now. More messages of solidarity could have been shared. But when your own creative work is taken, reposted, and protected by those who refuse to remove it, it becomes difficult to continue speaking into that same space.

At the same time, the conversations surrounding Iran have once again revealed something deeper that has shaped our history for decades: division. For many years Iranians have struggled not only with political systems but also with a lack of unity among ourselves. In recent weeks that fragmentation has once again become painfully visible.

Different groups promote different visions, different leaders, and different strategies for the future. Meanwhile, the voices of ordinary people - those who simply want dignity, safety, and peace - are often lost in the noise.

Watching these divisions grow while violence and instability spread across the region has been deeply disheartening. Human lives should never become symbols in political games, and no nation deserves to see its people caught between power struggles and competing agendas.

For these reasons I have chosen, for now, to step back from releasing political songs. Silence is not indifference. It is a pause - a moment to protect my work, my values, and my peace of mind.

Another reason for my silence has been the tone of some conversations I have seen online in recent weeks. I have watched posts on social media where people celebrate military actions and publicly thank foreign governments for attacks that are reported to have caused destruction and loss of life, including damage to civilian spaces such as schools and hospitals. 

From a human point of view, I find this deeply troubling. No matter which government is responsible, suffering and the loss of innocent lives should never become something to applaud.

For me, solidarity with Iran has always meant solidarity with its people - not cheering for violence carried out by any power. When I see messages celebrating destruction or treating war as a victory for one side or another, it conflicts with my values and my understanding of humanity. My voice cannot join that chorus. Respect for human life must remain above politics, ideology, or geopolitical alliances.

In the meantime, I will continue working quietly on my catalogue and focusing on music that brings light, strength, and positivity. Music has the power to heal, and that is where I want to place my energy moving forward.

My voice is not gone. It is simply choosing its moment. 

A voice that is misused must sometimes step back in order to remain honest.

Lily Amis


Note: Bandcamp is a platform for purchasing music rather than streaming. For this reason, and to protect my work from unauthorized circulation, the tracks in this album become visible after the album is downloaded.