Why I Want To Be Going Where Essay

“We’re going where? For how long? But why?” I said. It was the summer before seventh grade when my mom told me that we would be going a trip. I continuously repeated these three questions until she finally looked up and answered me. However, what I heard was not what I expected as I quickly started to argue with her as I refused to go along on this trip she was planning.

It 's not easy traveling to a different continent and a country I was very unfamiliar with. It 's especially not easy when you have to stay there for one whole month. In other words I would be going to the country of Ethiopia, located on the east Horn of Africa. This is the country both of my parents were born in and my mom wanted to take me to see what life was like where

I feel in love with the people there, the nice resorts I stayed at, and the different food I had. However, a part of me missed home. I missed my dad, my friends and my bed.

Once I was finally back home in Minnesota, I sat and reflected on my trip. Something that came across my mind was the fact that several people here in the United States think that Africa in general is poor and people in Africa love in “huts” and eat “mud cakes” because they don’t have food. They stereotype all these countries just based off of what they hear and see on social media. However what these people fail to understand is that social media doesn’t show you everything. It doesn’t w you all the good stuff the countries have to offer. It doesn’t show you the beautiful mountain scenes, the million dollar mansions people live in, or the beautiful resorts that reside on the lake, or the beaches, the vast university campuses, the many shopping malls and the countless fashion and film industries that are constantly thriving.

Ethiopia is indeed a beautiful country, with lots to offer. That trip will definitely be one of my favorites as I continue to visit every two years. I one day hope others will be able to see what I see in the beauty of