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...March as part of the official celebration of Nawroz, the Afghan new-year holiday that the Taliban had banned. She was supposed to land in the Kabul stadium, but the helicopter mistakenly dropped her in a nearby field instead. Unfazed, she gathered up her parachute, hailed a battered old taxi and rode to the stadium, where a cheering crowd greeted her as she made her entrance. "I felt I would start a new life again, a good life," she says. "In that stadium, the Taliban used to execute women. But people clapped for me, and Hamid Karzai also made...
Carter's Job-like ordeal began in 1983, when a taxi she was riding in crashed into a car. "There was blood," she writes. "I saw a hand I recognized as my own, shaking. My teeth. They'd come undone. This had to be a dream." Outfitted with temporary teeth, Carter went back to the office one week after the accident. "Magazine work is the perfect antidote to personal crises," she writes. "Deadlines supersede tragedy; there are events that must be attended...
...becomes a pedestrian traffic jam, Bowen Road really shines at night. Nocturnal adventurers are rewarded with eye-level views over the top floors of the city's most famous buildings, and voyeuristic types can snatch glimpses of Hong Kong domestic scenes through brightly-lit apartment windows. A $5 taxi ride from Central will bring you to either end of the path...
...Blair’s fiercest opponents nonetheless believe, whole-hear tedly, in the concept of special obligations between their country and the U.S. As with so much of the reproach of U.S. foreign policy I have heard on the ground—whether it comes from members of Parliament, taxi drivers or strangers in a pub—even the most bitter critics rest their vitriol on a foundation of deep respect and sympathy for America. They see the U.S. as a strong, vibrant and self-assured nation, and while they look up to America in many ways, they worry...
...ancient kingdom," she explains with a dismissive brush of her hand. She tells me instead how she works during the week in Shenyang at her sister's restaurant to make ends meet, and would like to know if I would be interested in using her husband's private taxi service while I'm in Ji'an, or if I would speak a few words in English to her young son. It seems the contingencies of everyday life in a rapidly modernizing China have left the Kwanggaet'o stela to brood alone over its heavy past...