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...four days to the Oscars ceremony and CoCo Lee is having trouble sleeping. She and a group of kung-fu dancers have been rehearsing two hours a day preparing their rendition of A Love Before Time, the atmospheric theme from the acclaimed film Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. But CoCo's recurring nightmare is that on the big night she'll end up showing her, um, wrong side. "I start on a huge platform raised at least two stories off the ground and I have to walk down a stairway, while singing, in five-inch heels," she explains. "My dream...
...Cambodia has failed to dampen festivities; traditional games are even played in the grounds of Wat Phnom temple in the capital. In Luang Prabang in northern Laos, elephants join the street processions. The Dai people in tropical Xishuangbanna in the southern Chinese province of Yunnan add flower displays, dragon-boat races and fireworks to the festival fun. Wherever you are, remember the wetter you get, the greater your luck in the coming year. So take the plunge...
HONG KONG On Easter Sunday at Yuen Long in the New Territories, visitors can watch a day-long traditional festival in honor of Tin Hau, the Taoist goddess of the sea, even though it is 11 days before her birthday. Amid dragon dances and fortune-telling, fishermen from across the city gather to pray for calm waters and heavy nets. Call Grayline Tours...
...role as insurgents. "It isn't politically correct to be with us," says William Triplett, a congressional staff member who coined the term Blue Team, after the code name that China gives its enemy in war games, and who wrote with Timperlake a book on China's military, Red Dragon Rising. Blue Teamers helped write and promote the Taiwan Security Enhancement Act, a controversial bill that passed the House last year, and have succeeded in attaching riders to legislation that force the Pentagon to provide regular updates on China's military strength. Their handiwork was evident last week...
Sitting on the blue vinyl flooring of her Bangkok hut, Jacky leans her bare back against the plank wall, her dragon tattoos glistening with sweat as she trims her fingernails with a straight razor. It has been two days--no, three--without sleep, sitting in this hut and smoking the little pink speed tablets from sheets of tinfoil stripped from Krong Tip cigarette packets. Now, as the flushes of artificial energy recede and the realization surfaces that there's no more money anywhere in her hut, Jacky is crashing hard, and she hates everyone and everything. Especially Bing. She hates...