The last time I posted was over four months ago, before the start of the busy spring student season. An e-mail from a fellow tour guide asking me about my blog inspired me to take another look and perhaps attempt to get this going again. Since it would be difficult and quite boring to try to catch up on the last four months, I am going to highlight my journey of self awareness that that time has given me.
My first tour of the season in February was an utter disaster; in fact, the lead teacher actually called me "the tour director from hell." Although at the end of the tour I was ready to agree with her, I understand now what faults lay with me and, to a great extent, with her. And, so I don't leave any doubt to how this story turns out, I also know now that I can be a great tour director doing what I do best -- research, teach, and make connections.
The tour was a large choir, and in addition to escorting the 87 individuals, with almost as many adults as students and a few additional children and parents I learned were called "ghosts," people on the trip who had not paid through the tour operator, but were "hangers-on," I also was supposed to be training a first-time escort. All of these in combination with a couple of errors in judgment on my part led to the calamity It started at the airport; when the coach driver told me that we should meet him in the coach parking lot rather than having him pick us up, I made my biggest error in judgment. First, I didn't know where it was. Second, the lead teacher was in a wheelchair. To make a long story short (okay, I know that is a cliche) I dragged 60 people with luggage and a teacher in a wheelchair up and down three floors inside and out, looking for the parking area. After that attempts to make everything right -- storing luggage so people could eat, handing out theater tickets so people could meet us at the theater -- did nothing to help the situation. My utter confusion over ticket numbers and people interested in "doing their own thing" only contributed to the chaos, and by the end of the first day there was nothing I could do to change the poor impression I had already made.
At the end of the trip I realized this type of tour was not my forte; I wanted to teach. I wanted to be able to share the cities and sites I loved and not to herd people who don't want to be herded. And that has made all the difference.
My next tour was DC to NY with a different tour operator, and it couldn't have gone better. The students were 8th graders. One of the greatest surprises (the whole touring experience has been one surprise after another) was that I loved the 8th graders. They still are basically innocent and, for the most part, are thrilled with each new experience. A highlight of the trip was a pre-arranged pick-up of cupcakes at Carlos's Bakery. My coach driver was the best, and, unlike on my fall foliage tours, we worked as a team; in fact, the teacher-chaperones were constantly remarking that they couldn't believe we had never worked together prior to this trip. I took care of the 30-something kids and the 10 adults, even walking from Central Park to Columbus Circle in the middle of New York's St. Patrick's Day parade surrounded by thousands, many of whom most have started drinking early that morning. The thanks and the tips and the great ratings finally made me think, "I can do this."
Now I had a big decision to make. Would I still go after those adult over-the-road tours that I thought was what I really wanted, why I went to ITMI in the first place. When I was asked if I might be interested in a position as a local rep, doing "meet and greets" at the airport and selling excursions and helping independent travelers in DC, I had the opportunity to give this serious thought. When I thought of those over-the-road tours I still would get anxious; this might be an excellent alternative. Yet, I still want to prove to myself that I am more than capable of taking the more demanding adults on the road. When I was told that it might be possible to do one or two short tours in between the "meet and greets" I knew it was the right choice.
With time comes different perspectives.
This was very interesting to read!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your "growth" with perseverance. It is a good lesson for me.
ReplyDeleteThat is great to hear! Glad you're finding your niche.
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