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Sally Baker
A crowd of friends and pupils hug and kiss her goodbye. Through her tears she calls out that she’ll be back soon.
It’s taken 45 years, but I’m back. I had applied, aged 21 and armed with a languages degree, to Voluntary Service Overseas, hoping to be sent where I could use my Spanish. So little-known was Laos that when the posting came through, my parents and I pored over a map of South America looking for it. Read the full travel article here.
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