A trickle of memories gives Joon-sang a chance to reevaluate his younger self, while those around still reel from the revelation of who he really is.
Ah, there’s nothing like a palatial white house, with a huge columned port chochere, a sweeping staircase, and a beautiful fountain just outside the double-door front entrance. Sound familiar? It describes the majority of locations for filming in Thailand.
For those of use who are avid lakorn watchers, it sometimes becomes confusing when you are watching several shows that appear to be filmed in the same location. Here’s six of the ones I found. For most of these, I don’t know the exact location of these properties, or if they are public or private buildings.
Feel free to let me know if I’ve missed any lakorns associated with these locations!
The bad guys gain the upper hand as the palace collapses under the weight of all that intrigue. Poor King Inthra, who only wanted a loving wife, a peaceful insular country, and a pride-worthy son, and ends up with none of these.
An hour later they were able to laugh it off, especially since the fruit ahjumma gave the offending pineapple to Jung-dae as a thank you. He idly tossed in one hand as they entered Mila’s office building. “Well, that was an adventurous lunch,” he quipped. She grinned and brushed his bangs aside to look at the red mark. “As for this, I’m going to cut it up as punishment and EAT IT’S SOUL.” The last was said in a mock-evil voice that made her giggle. He resumed his normal voice. “If it’s bruised, that may not work, though. Then I’m left with making daiquiris. Care to join me?” He wiggled his eyebrows and she laughed harder. Read the rest of this entry
Out from under all the machinations of the people around her, Yoo-jin manages to find the one boy she has always dreamed about. But he is no longer a boy, and no longer quite the person she used to love. Can she find a connection with him, even without the memories to forge that link?
Mila strode into her office, cheerfully greeting everyone. She had landed her dream job, working as a graphic designer for an ad agency in Seoul. It had been two years since she left a lucrative position in Clermont-Ferrand, France, to try her luck in South Korea. It had taken some time to get used to the difference. The French city was nestled between long-dormant volcano peaks, in a flat valley. The tallest structure was a hulking twin-spired cathedral. In Seoul, tall skyscrapers were the norm, blotting out most of the surrounding hills. Everything was neon-light bright, almost frenetic in the constant movement of vehicles and people. Read the rest of this entry
This is a fan-fiction dedicated to a Twitterbean friend, who wondered about a story where Kim Woo-bin meets a non-celebrity. Someone like… her? LOL. Anyway, this story will unfold in between all my other writing projects, but I hope it becomes an enjoyable read!
Hello my faithful readers! Feel free to beat me over the head! After all, I’m taking on yet another recapping project, which will probably slow my Winter Sonata and Lah Ruk Sut Kop Fah recaps even more than they are now (if that is even possible).
28/03/2015 UPDATE: Episode 12 is posted. We are down to the final three!
Kamin is still an ass, but I think Mattana gets used to it. Anyway, we still get a few final cute moments before the chaos starts. And Hareutai is a smart cookie; for all her joy in the pregnancy, she’ll soon discover why her husband is always lost in thought and sad.