A day as a tour guide

A day as a tour guide

I've always seen tour guides on TV or at some tourist destination I've been to. I always thought it was an easy job. Ask whether they needed a guide, show them around, cash and repeat the process again.

Only day before did I know how bloody tiring it is.

It was to be just another normal day. Maybe it was exciting for some of my friends. I was not excited at the prospect of showing around my school to students from another school. It was just another day, though it was the first time I'd be doing something like that. 

They arrived. An army of students. A battalion. Maybe 46-50. All dressed in pure white shirts and blue shaded pants. Neatly combed, freshly ironed. We had to go and introduce ourselves and mingle with this battalion to make them feel comfortable, homely and friendly. 

They were quite friendly. Maybe not all of them were. The ones I spoke to were quite social. I asked them questions accompanied by my classmate and they asked me questions about school and life. Questions, answers, conversations.

Time came to show these foreigners our magnificent school, spread over a 190 acres. A fellowship was selected. Myself and 5 others. A fellowship of 6 students, armed with the knowledge of the school, set out to show the foreigners the awe-inspiring fields and other unique features of our school. 
A journey of over 2 km. A journey across labs and fields. Planes and tanks. Musicians and cricketers. Hiking and trekking. ......... basically all the tiring activities. 
The list is too big. My activeness and patience, quite small. I'm too lazy nowadays. So basically, i figured out how tiring a guide's job is. To roam around the whole place and giving continuous information about the area. ~sigh~. Well, new experiences. They last!