Encounter
Zanzibar
August 2026 · 12 women
The story
Twelve women, eight days and an island that moves to its own rhythm. We wandered the carved doorways and spice stalls of Stone Town, sailed a dhow out at sunset and spent a morning with the women who farm seaweed along the east coast.
Evenings belonged to the rooftops and long dinners by the water. By the last night, a group that had arrived as strangers was already planning its next Encounter together.
The gallery
“I came on my own and left with eleven sisters. Nothing about Zanzibar felt like a tour; it felt like being let in.”
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