So here's the story on the lack of Artist of the Month reports. When I moved to Daejeon, I had cable already connected but no MTV. Here it is over a month later and I have yet to see a bill. I'm anticipating it so I can then call the company and request a better channel package. Until then, I have to scour the Korean MTV website (in Korean, mind you!) for the top 10, most requested, etc.
So far, I haven't been able to find the Artist of the Month listed anywhere.
This video I bring you today is my favorite out of the top 10, it's currently number 4. The video features SoHee, a singer herself. She is one of a four-member-girls group and famous for her cutie face! 8Eight is a newer band, 2 guys and 1 girl, who released their first album in August 2007 after winning a Korean singing contest show (MBC's 쇼바이벌) similar to American Idol.
"Without a Heart" by 8Eight [심장이없어-에이트]
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
How I Spent my Seollal
Milepost: 368 Photos
After settling into our little shanty over the water, we had dinner, had beers on the porch and got ready for bed. Just as I was washing my face, I heard a little scratching and scurrying - then we both heard a louder scratching and scurrying - then we saw the scratcher and scurryer. A RAT!! He ran across the open rafters above our small room and we packed our bags!
We wanted to just transfer to a new place but the resort insisted on putting us in one of the on-land cabins since it was so late. The new room had a closed ceiling with no visible rafters so we agreed. The next morning we walked up the quiet jungle road in search of a better place. We saw older, shabbier shanties-on-the-water, places under construction due to lack of tenants, a huge hilltop mansion closed due to bankruptcy, and finally a lush, well-kept sea-side resort a step up on the room-rate scale. Upon finding this Eden-like property, we decided the money was worth having a clean and cool, rat-free room!
While time eased by, we spent the next few days eating our meals, drinking, reading, sunning, walking, budgeting, and eating again at the resort. There wasn't much of a beach since the tidal plain on the east coast of Bintan is shallow almost a kilometer from shore, but we made use of the resort's two swimming pools daily. I finished 2 books and Deuk regretted only buying one magazine. The sun was high and hot. The food was fresh and exotic.
When we had arrived at the Bintan Agro, we were nearly the only guests. Throughout our visit, though, people arrived by twos and fours to enjoy the quiet. At the peak of our stay, the Chinese New Year, we sat on the patio drinking a cold beer while the children lit fireworks.
To make the most of our time there, we booked a driver to go to the nearby village and floating market, scheduled spa services twice (oil massage and foot reflexology), and chartered a small boat for a snorkeling and swimming excursion (to a white island with an amazing coral reef teeming with life).
Just as the clouds rolled in 5 days after we arrived, we rolled out. Back to Singapore for the final 3 days.
After settling into our little shanty over the water, we had dinner, had beers on the porch and got ready for bed. Just as I was washing my face, I heard a little scratching and scurrying - then we both heard a louder scratching and scurrying - then we saw the scratcher and scurryer. A RAT!! He ran across the open rafters above our small room and we packed our bags!
We wanted to just transfer to a new place but the resort insisted on putting us in one of the on-land cabins since it was so late. The new room had a closed ceiling with no visible rafters so we agreed. The next morning we walked up the quiet jungle road in search of a better place. We saw older, shabbier shanties-on-the-water, places under construction due to lack of tenants, a huge hilltop mansion closed due to bankruptcy, and finally a lush, well-kept sea-side resort a step up on the room-rate scale. Upon finding this Eden-like property, we decided the money was worth having a clean and cool, rat-free room!
While time eased by, we spent the next few days eating our meals, drinking, reading, sunning, walking, budgeting, and eating again at the resort. There wasn't much of a beach since the tidal plain on the east coast of Bintan is shallow almost a kilometer from shore, but we made use of the resort's two swimming pools daily. I finished 2 books and Deuk regretted only buying one magazine. The sun was high and hot. The food was fresh and exotic.
When we had arrived at the Bintan Agro, we were nearly the only guests. Throughout our visit, though, people arrived by twos and fours to enjoy the quiet. At the peak of our stay, the Chinese New Year, we sat on the patio drinking a cold beer while the children lit fireworks.
To make the most of our time there, we booked a driver to go to the nearby village and floating market, scheduled spa services twice (oil massage and foot reflexology), and chartered a small boat for a snorkeling and swimming excursion (to a white island with an amazing coral reef teeming with life).
Just as the clouds rolled in 5 days after we arrived, we rolled out. Back to Singapore for the final 3 days.
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