It draws some attention when you say you spent last Sunday on the beach of Pipa, Northeastern Brazil, one of the most exclusive vacation places in the region. Embarking on a motorboat searching for dolphins, eating delicious shrimp or fish in restaurants. It sounds less classy when you detail that you wore the whole day a long-sleeved T-shirt, shorts and and shoes, far from your family, attending a group of tourists who came to enjoy our warm coast.
Life of a tour guide is everything except tranquility and monotony. One day at the beach, the same evening waiting for tourists in the hall of Natal International Airport. Sometimes they lose their luggage, other times they get sick or become irritated by the flight delay, and you, trying to solve the problem in the coolest manner. It’s a versatile job with moments of stress, moments of relaxation, fun and tragicomic situations such as the story of a colleague who picks up a couple of Japanese tourists to São Miguel do Gostoso, a coastal town around 120 km distant from Natal, and halfway he realizes that he took the wrong passengers who just needed a transfer to Ponta Negra, only 37 km from the airport. Or the Norwegian tourists who ignored they could use their credit cards only in the European continents, this, at dawn in Maracajaú a little village 60 km from the capital.
Like many other jobs, it has its upsides and downsides, but the balance shifts clearly to the upsides. My office is the beach and the Brazilian mountainous desert. Deciding to work in that area was definitely the right choice.