I’ve known since I was six years old that I wanted to run my own restaurant. I think it stemmed from my desire to be the manager of something, since even at that tender age I was chafing under the authority of my parents and I desperately wanted to be the boss. And if I was the boss of a hotel, then I would be the boss of everyone in it. And it wasn’t like being the boss of a restaurant, which has people in it sometimes and not other times. No, a hotel is always full of people, so I’d control all of them, and send them off to bed when I like!
Of course, that dream has matured somewhat, but I’d still love to manage a hotel, or at least some beach apartments. Somewhere in Lorne perhaps…lovely beach accommodation, not too bustling, unlike Sorrento in the summer. You’d have to have some serious chops to manage something out there in the rush months. My only experience comes from having watched the entire series of Salty Towers, which is really no experience at all, so I’m betting there are some courses I can do to learn how it all works. I’d expect there’s an entire elective on how to multitask, since hotel management sounds like a minefield of forgotten tasks and employees running this way and that, doing whatever they please in forgotten corners. Or maybe I’m just letting my enjoyment of Salty Towers colour my actual expectations. There’s still plenty to deal with, however.
If I went the beach apartment route, perhaps that’d be best for a beginner. I’d still be looking for a course to manage all the finances and such, but I really think I could start off with just that. People come along and just live in apartments like they would normally. No room service or front desk, just online and phone bookings. Maybe I should take a trip down to the Great Ocean Road and see the accommodation, ask people what’s involved. I really feel like I ready to make the step into business.