• The Abkhazian Interlude

    My short time in the Republic of Abkhazia marks yet another of the post-Soviet “frozen conflict” states that I have visited. It was an impromptu stop on my travels, but one that I ended up being thankful for making. I […]

  • Fish ‘Til You Drop

    Fish ‘Til You Drop

    Living the Fisherman’s Life on the Timor Sea When I set off to travel around Australia, working on a cattle station had been the main long-standing dream that I had wanted to realize. Little did I know that I would […]

  • What a load of crap

    “Just cut a f***ing pumpkin, dickhead!”

    Life in the Australian harvest industry A few months back, I recall someone asking me what was the worst job I’d ever had. I thought about it, but didn’t have an easy answer. I’d had some jobs that weren’t that […]

  • Charge of the Bulls

    Charge of the Bulls

    “Hang on, Vincey!” I looked around once again, but there was still not much to hold on to. I was sitting on a large spare tire in a tiny metal cabin, the back of a modified Toyota jeep. I heard […]

  • To See the Sea in Uzbekistan

    I was taking a taxi between the towns of Fergana and Margilon in the Fergana Valley. The valley makes up the far eastern tail of Uzbekistan, a “double-landlocked” country that not only lacks a coast line, but also borders only […]

  • Dealing with Getting Ripped Off

    Re-reading my journals from my travels in Central Asia, I came across a pertinent analysis I’d made (and subsequently forgotten) of the different ways of dealing with getting ripped off while traveling. Getting scammed on the road is something that […]

  • The Central Asia Police Files

    An unfortunate reality of travel in many of the former Soviet states is the frequency of run-ins with the police. They may be corrupt cops looking for a bribe to supplement their meagre salaries, business-like officers going about their byzantine […]

  • The Seven Lakes of Tajikistan: The Importance of Being Prepared

    “It’s not that far, is it?” I asked in broken Russian. My Tajik host mother shook her head, and replied in broken English, “No, not far. Few hours walk. Let me pack you a lunch.” The homestay, run by an […]

  • Seduced by Venice

    I arrived in Venice on a gray, rainy evening in June 2010. As I traipsed across a bridge, soggy backpack weighing me down, doubting that the hostel directions that I’d hastily copied off the internet were accurate, I couldn’t help […]

  • Moment of Oneness in Hasankeyf

    I have recently undertaken a long-delayed commitment to seriously practice meditation, breathing exercises, and spirituality. Additionally, I have been reading some selected works of Goethe, which I will soon write about; for now, I will just say that a few […]


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