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Flights, boats, trains, walks … I started travelling in my early childhood with my parents. At only four years old, I was among the passengers of the first commercial flight to take off from a Cameroonian airport. The pilot invited me to see the cabin. What a wonderful, unforgettable day, for my young self! I loved flying so much that I imagined myself travelling across countless borders. They say the Universe will repay us if we know how to ask properly. In my case, it worked. After I got married, I continued travelling with my husband. Extensively. Globe-trotters, we see ourselves as citizens of the world.

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  • Flights, boats, trains, walks … I started travelling in my early childhood with my parents. At only four years old, I was among the passengers of the first commercial flight to take off from a Cameroonian airport. The pilot invited…