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Everybody around our table agreed except for me and another girl, Nellie, who I had only met on one previous occasion. Nellie and I were both at a loss as to what we wanted to do, but we were of one mind in that we did not want to immediately plunge ourselves into a nine-to-five job. After all the others had left, Nellie and I stayed behind at the restaurant to talk about the possibilities open to us. After hours of bantering ideas about, some of them as strange as going on a year-long surfing holiday to Australia or going on an extended trekkingtour of Tibet, we decided to get serious. When Nellie brought up the topic of working holidays in Africa, I was instantly enthusiastic. Nellie had a friend who had spent her gap year, the year between finishing university and beginning work, in Ghana.