The origins of traditions are often shrouded in mystery. That is certainly true in this case. But the way traditions become firmly established is far more transparent. It takes repetition, pure and simple. So this weekend we did our bit to cement the sippy cup tradition.
It’s pretty simple really. Take a sippy cup, add wine, find a desert and some camels. When you put them all together and you get something like this.
I’m sure the tradition will continue to evolve over time. For one thing, I think it may eventually involve a proper wine sippy cup – if you can accept that there is such a thing as a “proper wine sippy cup”. But having come this far, I think it could work.
Of course, after a hard day riding camels – or even a soft five minutes – what better thing to do than share a cold beverage on the arch while enjoying the stunning scenery in Wadi Rum.
A small campfire at sunset completed the day.
Well, it almost completed the day. The perfect finishing touch was driving through the desert after dark, listening to Abba’s Dancing Queen. But I’ll save that one for another post.