We set out to touch the bridge at the mouth of the bay, and we succeeded.  Side note: we didn’t have the millionaire yacht encounter that a few of our other friends had. A flamboyant millionaire who offered them drinks literally picked them up and tied their kayaks to the back of his yacht. The jealousy I feel is real, and it is ugly.
What we did have, however, was the chance to unwind after kayaking all morning by watching a talent show on the beach.
Rappers? Check.
Breakdancers? Check.
K-Pop? Check.
An adorable country/western singer complete with jean shirt, cowboy boots, acoustic guitar, and a harmonica? All of the checks, plus a few scribbly hearts.

I can now say I’ve heard Korean with a country twang, and I can also say that I’m pretty sure baby angels in heaven sing the same way.
I keep comparing Korean music to jukebox music from The Sims, and if you ever get to hear Korean country music, you’ll probably think the same.