Description Essay: "My Home"

Three years ago I was living in one of the most beautiful countries in the world, but unfortunately not one of the wealthiest. Most of the people in Ukraine are very poor; they live from check to check. In the villages that are far from the city, roads are really bad and no official cares about anything. On the West side of the country we have mountains, and these are the highest mountains in the country. They are called Karpaty.

Living near Karpaty, I could see them from far away every day. Four years ago, my friends and I decided that since it was out last summer together, we would have to do something really fun. That summer we went camping to Karpaty. To go camping we packed huge camping bags full of food, got out sleeping bags, and two tents. One of our friends had a minivan, so we packed everything, including ourselves, in to the minivan, and drove to Karpaty. The road took us about two hours, after the drive we parked the minivan, got our stuff and hiked the rest of the way. We were amazed at the site, from far away everything looked the same, and trees were the mixture of blue and green that was separated now, the mountains looked much smaller, even though they are huge. There were different types of Christmas trees. Green tall ones were on one side, and green short ones were on the other side. They were so beautiful. They smelled and looked so fabulous we didn’t even want to go to the place we planed to stay, but of course we had to set up our tents.

In Karpaty the air is so clean, I felt like someone put an oxygen mask on my face. After we ate dinner it started to rain, and we were happy to have out tents all set up and ready for us to get in them. It rained the whole night, but we slept like babies, nothing bothered us, even wild animals.

The next morning we all woke up around ten, and were surprised to find ourselves full of energy. It wasn’t the same as sleeping in the city, were you could sleep as much as you want and still feel really tired. When we got out of our tents, the freshest air I have ever breathed hit us. It was even fresher than the night before.

We could hear every single sound that was made by a bug or a bird, and every single smell that surrounding was producing. There was blue, violet red, yellow, and white field of flowers. Different buzzing sounds were made by different bugs that were flying over the field. It was the most beautiful thing we’ve ever seen. On the other side of the flower-field was a little stream going down the mountain, and the water was freezing and fresh. That was the only water we used to cook food, I was even better then the one we brought with us.

My friends and I stayed there for two more days, and really didn’t want to leave, but we had to because we didn’t have enough food supply, and our phones were discharged, so we couldn’t call home and tell we would stay. That was the best summer in my life. I really want to go back there with my old and new friends, and spend in Karpaty more time than we did when we were last time, and have even more fun than we did.