As time went on, I began to question the glamorous nature of conservation work. The truth was, that while fundraising parties in exotic locales were glamorous, the people I met who worked day after day on projects trying to rejuvenate traditional authority structures, teach the children, or guard their stretch of forest--they weren't glamorous. Well some were, and a lot weren't. In fact, when I met indigenous workers, some were a lot of fun, interesting, funny, and some were poor, standoffish, hard to communicate with.
I started to think that maybe what was glamorous about this work, was that it was far away. It involved exotic locales and travel.