Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Out of the frying pan....


So we packed up our troubles and headed away from tenko on the moped, dropped it off, and then got a taxi to had rin again to get a water taxi to our next destination, a health spa, where I planned to do a 3 ½ day fast detox program, and Kerim had decided to come with me as he thought it might also help him give up smoking and lose weight.  Brave of him I thought.
We arrived and indeed this was FAR more like paradise. The beach was beautiful, the room was a gorgeous bamboo hut, no holes in the walls, locking windows, strong fan and a lovely bathroom built against the side of the mountain tiled, but also rocky...with a roof but sides open to the trees, so that it had lots of light and never seemed dank and smelly.  Oh yes!! 

Much more like the paradise I wanted to try... but then of course much more expensive!  But I have decided for this week, it’s worth it. 

The only thing is that we clearly looked like we’d been to full moon and so therefore had drunk alcohol in the last 2 days, so therefore we were too toxic to detox, which meant 2 days of eating nothing but raw vegetables and drinking nothing but water.  Confirmed carnivore Kerim was aghast, and had to be physically restrained from leaving the island for a coke and a burger immediately, however after 36 hours I passed the saliva test so well that said I was ready to start the fast and Kerim got a free pass t do it too. (Not sure how that works) Kerim was told that he didn’t pass due to stress, and he replied that ths was probably because he had been forced to eat nothing but dreadful raw vegetables for 2 days.

It was actually really hard, but we did it mainly by letting ourselves get so hungry before attempting a meal that whatever we had was great.  Sadly the fruit shakes they do here, all sound delicious but taste really awful, as if to leave you in no doubt that you are drinking some thing very VERY healthy.
Here is our schedule
7am          Psyllium/clay shake
8.30          Herbs (6 massive capsules of grey and green stuff)
10am        Psyllium/clay shake
11.30        more herbs
1pm          Psyllium/clay shake
2.30          More fucking herbs
2.50pm      Lymph flush (I hoped this would be a massage but apparently it’s a drinkL)
4pm          Psyllium/clay shake
4 – 6pm     Colonic
5.30          Herbs
5.50          Fresh juice
7pm          veggie broth
8.30          herbs
9.30          Probiotic.

Last night we just lay in the hammock on the balcony and talked about food.

The shakes were not as bad as they looked, neither were the herbs, but it seems to be time for another one before you ever want one, and Kerim keeps muttering things like “yes, just rare please, with the mushroom sauce” or “sausage bacon and mash?”, and frankly we’ve both been eyeing the dog on the beach and thinking about barbecues.

I was so hungry by the third shake I was almost looking forward to it, but when it actually came, I could barely stop myself from crying.  I felt absolutely exhausted, and miserable, however, then it was time for the coffee colonic.
Just watching Kerim’s face as the full horror of it all dawned on him as he saw the colonic room was enough to have tears of laughter leaking from me.... and I weighed myself before and after.. And I lost a KILO!!!!!   So I have cheered up considerably!  

We also had a nice herbal steam and dip n the plunge pool so things were looking up.  In fact, we were actually looking forward to vegetable broth this evening...(it was horrible though)

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