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Where to from here?

I have a two hour job phone interview tomorrow and I don't know which job it's for! I'd applied for one job online whilst I was in America and a few emails back and forth semi-secured me the position. Then last week I had a phone call, which I woke out of a deep sleep for, and I think it was that company and they said that I had the job. That was out in the desert, at Uluru. Then, last week, I had another phone call and I'd just finished crying so I didn't get that name either (and I'd put my resume out there to quite a few places).

I might well get offered that job tomorrow as well. I do interview well. In fact, I told my daughter to stick around and listen to how it all went as she could pick up a few tips.

The thing is (and it sounds terrribly conceited to say so), I am actually very good at my job, at being a tour guide. Companies often approach me, rather than the other way around, and I've been in quite a few media things over the years. I have no doubt that I will get a job when I want one, according to season and demand, but it's trying to decide whether I work away in the red heartland or in the city. I do prefer extended touring because you get to know your passengers, and I don't like living in town. But my girls live in town and I love the hell out of them.

I've done tours up to a month, tours of two weeks, tours of two days and one day and I've done tours that were only two and  a half hours long for two years!  They've covered the range from Eastern Europe to interior desert; from heavy industry to boat cruising; from gourmet wine to iron ore. The one thing that all of these tours have in common is that I never, ever got bored with any of them.

So, I think it's safe to say that I will have a job soon, if I want one. Well, that I will have a choice of jobs, I mean.