A Huge Disparity: Linking Up to Story Telling Sunday

Really had a great time making this double page spread. The subject however does make me sad quite a bit. 

Had to brush the cupcake crumbs off since I made them at Scrapbook & Cards Crop and Create in Cornwall, Ontario. My adventures there were quite fun but also helps to illustrate what I am writing about. 

So went shopping for flowers for these pages while I was there. I am guesstimating $8 in Prima Goodies and new papers from a $35 kit I brought with me. Not sure what the total cost of this page might be, but lets face it, Scrappin is not exactly cheap. 

This layout is about a trip I took to Peru. I wrote about the boy by the train ages and ages ago last Thanksgiving. That page is the first part of the train trip.

Here is the journaling I added to that page a few days ago on clear vellum:

We then boarded the train for Machu Picchu. We thought the real adventure lay at the end of the ride, but truly the ride itself was beyond amazing. The train had a glass roof and we got fantastic views of the river and mountains. At one point half way through the ride we stopped for a few minutes. I could see this little shack in the distance and a very little boy watching the train.

It was not until we got much closer when I realized he was all by himself. I wondered at a culture so different from mine. When I had kids that size, they were firmly attached to me and I was always fearful that some great evil would befall them if I didn't constantly keep them in eye sight. Obviously he was just fine by himself watching the train go by. 

So, I threw an American quarter at him (it was a slow moving train) because I thought he'd think it was fun. He grabbed that quarter and took off. My Dad and I had a good laugh and we went back to watching the scenery. 

This young girl in the photo may have been that boy's sister as here is what I wrote about our return trip on that same train:

On the return trip from Machu Picchu, we stopped in the same spot. The whole family was out that time and taking handouts from people in the train. The shack was a house and four or five people were collecting candy, dollars, and food. 

One man had no hands and had to scramble to pick up a granola bar with his wrists that the gentleman on the opposite side of the train threw. I had a terrible feeling in my stomach that we on that train had so much. A lovely vacation, a beautiful train ride and these people had our scraps. 

They tried to entertain us on that train. They sent around a clown dressed up in a Peruvian Costume playing a little flute, but it did not distract me from the windows or my heart ache. 

I printed him in sepia and added the photo to a small copper frame to not distract from my page. The actual colors of the clown were gaudy. He was hustling us to buy trinkets & blankets to distract us from the view outside. 

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Here you have my small little tale. Just a minute or two of my life. Thankful I had the opportunity to visit Peru and also the abilities to do the things I want to do in life. 

Linking up to Story Telling Sunday. Thanks Sian as always for hosting us!