Mars trip

The US announced a plan to send a manned-spaceship to Mars by mid 2030s. If I am blessed to live that long, I really want to see pictures of astronauts walking and jumping on the red soil of Mars if it may be too much to expect of them dancing with Martians. I really want to know if there's life or not, even if it's a disappointing bacteria or virus. If there is, it will be the first evidence that life is rather common, though still precious, and we feel assured to know we are not alone.
Just leave everything in the good hands of God and here you go, you have life here and there. We are not special. We would feel as if we took some loads off our shoulders.
Perhaps there's only little pragmatic advantage in sending people to Mars except for unemployment stop gap measures. Why then spending tens of billions of dollars while people are starving in Africa? Asia? I always feel guilty about that, despite the fact I am not the one to decide the spending.
But I simply and desperately want to know the unknown. I have a feeling (or a glimmer of hope) that it may enlighten us, change us fundamentally in a way we can't predict now, and contribute to a radical change in the world in general where there's no starving people, where people love Earth and Mars, making us realize how God blessed us by bringing us and our comrades onto the planet, into this world.