A blog about detoxing in Ko Samui Thailand

I have to admit it- I’m full of shit. My body is overloaded with toxins from stress, smoking, drinking and just not eating right. That’s the reason I’m in Thailand. I came specifically to Ko Samui to go to a famous detox and colon cleansing center called Spa Samui. What does one do at Spa Samui? Well, you basically flush out toxins from your body with a combination of detox drinks (Pinapple juice, psyllium husk and other powdered fibers) liver flush drinks (orange juice, garlic ginger cayenne pepper and olive oil) herbal supplements and coffee enemas (administered by yourself). You’re not allowed to eat anything, but you can drink carrot juice, coconut juice and veggie broth at a few appointed times a day.

I flew Bangkok Air to Ko Samui airport. It’s a fine boutique airline with palm trees and beach scenes painted on the planes. A cute tropical tram met the plane and took us to the thatched roof-open air terminal. Now this is starting to feel like a holiday! Too bad I'm going to be starving for a week! Ko Samui itself isn’t much too look at. There are a lot of shanty towns and it strikes me as pretty dirty. Once over the hill towards Lamai beach where I was staying, the scenery got much prettier.

I had a video to watch at 7 pm about what to expect. I’m staying at a different resort from Spa Samui, so I walked down the beach at sunset to arrive at the spa. It was low tide and the longtail boats washed ashore looked abandoned. It was so quiet. All you could hear were distant voices and the infrequent sound of the still ocean.

 

Spa Samui is what I would call upscale backpacker. The crowd is mostly people in their late twenties early thirties. There’s a big contingent of Brits and Americans, but it was definetly very international. Surprisingly there were also quite a number of men! (The ratio is about 60 percent women 40 percent men) Everyone has different reasons for doing the fast. Some people are just patchouli-wearing vegetarian hippies into health and new age practices, some came because they had to lose a few kilos before their weddings, some came to get rid of various addictions like smoking and quite a few people came to find ‘perspective’. I think that means something happened in their personal lives that they needed to deal with or purge out of their system.

The staff at the reception did not help answer any of my questions and after watching the video, I still didn’t have a clear idea of what the agenda was supposed to be. It was only after I got the starter packet with several informative handouts that I finally understood the itinerary. I think they don’t want to mention too much in the beginning because people might get apprehensive. Fasting and colonics is a scary prospect after all

 

Day 1-

6:45 AM I wake up at to the sound of firecrackers and noisy bugs. I was amazed I woke up at all because I don’t have an alarm clock or a phone in my room, nor does my cell phone work. It doesn’t even show the time. I feel so isolated!

7:00 AM I collect my first detox drink at the designated area and I also receive all my herbal supplements for the day. I was afraid the drink was going to taste and feel like chalk since it contained bentonite clay and psyllium husk, but it was much easier to drink than a shot of tequila.You had a choice of watermelon or pineapple flavor. In the orientation video, they instruct you to drink the gritty concoction as fast as possible and swallow a full glass of water afterwards. The reason for this is the psyllium husk will solidify and after a while and it can become difficult to choke it down.

8:30AM Pill Time. I was having a conversation with two British guys, both named Simon, both having girlfriend problems, both in the midst of a career change. They were both on their 6th day and one of the Simons wasn’t feeling well. They started telling me how people had their mood swings while on the fast. Sometimes people are ‘up’ and feeling chatty. Sometimes people are down and cranky and just want to be left alone. Apparently some people even cry. Good thing they reminded me to take my 8:30 herbal supplements, otherwise I would have forgotten. Every hour and a half you’re ingesting something. If it’s not pills, its broth or coconut or carrot juice, liver flush drinks or detox drinks. It’s a very tight schedule.

One of the Simons comes up with a funny idea to start an internet site for people with poop fetishes. The fasters submit photos of their craps and subscribers have to pay to be members. Unfortunately, he was disappointed because he claimed nothing really extraordinary came out of his body.

8:45-10:15 Yoga at the thatched roof hut called the Yoga sala. The teacher is a tall, lithe German lady named Uta. She cracks me up because she keeps saying “Dalhhlinks”. “Dalhhlinks you all look terrific!” or “Thank you Dalhhlinks.” Then from time to time she busts out with American slang like “What a bummer” in her German accent.

10:30 onward There are so many drink times to remember that, I have to keep referring to my schedule to keep the times straight. I was dreading the liver flush drinks and the broth soup because I thought they would taste awful, but again, I was surprised at how palatable they were. The liver flush drink tastes super garlic-y, spicy and sweet at the same time. The broth soup tastes kind of like a salty version of ginger tea with a spicy aftertaste.
At some point I get a slight headache.

1:30 PM An awesome session of Thai massage cures my headache straightaway!

2:30PM I get stuck talking to a sleazy old dude from New York while drinking my coconut. He says it’s okay to pay for sex and why didn’t his estranged wife understand? He also was upset that Thai prostitutes don’t kiss you. He says money is an aphrodisiac. Then he admitted the best part of Spa Samui was the enemas. Gross!

3:30PM I have a type of stomach massage called ampuku. Ampuku prepares your bowels for release before you do the self-administered colema. The masseuses starts off by kneading your stomach in a circular motion. Then she press down at certain pressure points which correspond to your digestive organs. I could really feel it working and by the time they did the colema demonstration, I was ready to drop the bomb!

4:00PM They air a video which shows how to do the colema; complete with all the gory details. They actually said ‘anal sphincter’ on the video. A doctor who works at the resort gives us a live demo in one of the colema rooms. No, he doesn’t actually poop.

4:30PM Colema Time: The colema is the most frightening aspect of the whole fasting experience because it just seems so strange and unnatural. Now it was my turn to do the dirty deed! I got some good advice from a veteran faster, “Just laugh at the whole situation and it will be much easier. Some people take it too seriously.” Before the actual colema, all the first timers bade each other good luck. We were all in the shit together, literally.

The colema room is like small room with a squatting toilet on a raised platform. In the toilet corner of the room, there’s a large hanging bucket filled with warm coffee water. They call this the ‘cappuccino bucket’ LOL! You get your own bucket, your own tube of K-Y jelly, and your own colema tip (it’s actually a tube with three parts). There’s also a plastic board which you lie on called a colema board. It’s got a hole in it and a cover on one side so excrement doesn’t go flying everywhere. You put a long hose in the bucket, attach the colema tip on one end and insert the other end in your (Ahem) behind and lie down. Your intestines fill with the coffee water and after a while you release the water along with a bunch of intestinal waste.

If you want, they provide you with a plastic strainer so you can see what your poop looks like! Apparently if you examine your poop, you can tell if the mucoid plaque is being evacuated. Mucoid plaque is all the bad stuff that gets built up and stored over the years in your intestines. This may sound totally gross to the average layman, but here’s an amusing excerpt about colonics from a book called 'Heal Thyself' which explains why you might wan to do this:

“For years I kept a pair of chopsticks by my “porcelain throne” for they assisted my examination and ease in measuring the mucoid plaque. If several family members or friends cleanse at the same time, it’s fun to keep track of the number of feet removed and compare notes. No Kidding! It’s at least ten times as entertaining than the average TV sitcom and enormously more valuable. Looking into the toilet and scrutinizing that disease-potential substance, you will be filled with great joy, for you will be flushing away one of the primary causes of lack of energy, premature old age, failing eyesight, poor memory and dis-ease elements.”

This is the plastic strainer you can use to catch your poop and examine it!
Don't worry, I'll spare you from the real photos that I took...

Personally, my whole first time experience was quite messy, but the feeling of the colema itself was not uncomfortable. My biggest complaint was that it took forever!! Can you imagine crapping for 30 minutes in a row?? After the colema, nobody asked each other how it went. We just went about our own business with our heads down.

8:00 PM I take my last supplement, an acidophilus pill. The day was excruciatingly long and I’m dying for a plate of Chicken with basil leaves! Nonetheless, I give myself a big pat on the back for having finished my first day.

 

Day 2

7:00AM I walk to Spa Samui at and have my first detox drink of the day. I feel somehow chained to the spa by the rigid drink and supplement schedule, and that is making me feel restless and antsy.

8:00AM I run into one of the Simons and he’s rented a jeep to tour around the island for his last day. I volunteer to tag along since I desperately needed a change of scenery. It was an action packed day.

9:00AM We visit the hilarious grandfather and grandmother rock. There’s one rock which looks like a penius and one rock which looks like a vagina. How incredible is it that there are two rock formations in one place that look like this?

10:00AM We go to Nam Mueng waterfall. At the entrance of the waterfall is an elephant trekking tour which takes you to the waterfall and we figure “Why not?” We’re not pretending to be “travelers” here. Our cheeky mahout makes Simon sit on the head of the elephant and leaves us to fend for ourselves. Simon couldn’t find a good leg position on the head of the elephant and the elephant started going wherever he wanted and snacking from a nearby tree. The mahout is similar to a jaded flight attendant. He’d see so many stupid tourists that he just amuses himself by teasing them. At one point he asked me to open my palm and he deposited and little squirming crab in it and started cracking himself up. Then he got his elephant to play a harmonica. The elephant was so cute, but I felt sorry that he had such an asshole for a boss. By the end, he was demanding tips and as an extra ploy to get money out of us, he had taught the elephant how to accept money in his trunk. I must admit it was a really cute trick and I fell for it. I guess I am a stupid tourist! Later on he says to Simon “See you later at the bar! HAHAHA”. Cheeky bugger.

 

11:45AM We take a break from sightseeing to have a bowl of veggie broth at Spa Samui. Later on, we take off again to look for this viewpoint up in the mountains. We didn’t find the right road and almost killed ourselves on what was probably the steepest road in the world. At one point we reached the top of the hill and it was impossible to see the road up ahead. It was like trying to drive a car down a double black diamond slope. To make matters worse, the Suzuki jeep we were in felt like it was going to fall apart any second.

3:30PM We make it back from the hills alive after a treacherous U-turn which had the jeep rolling backwards for a few meters! We find a beachfront restaurant and reward ourselves with the daily allowance of coconut water from a fresh young coconut. It was almost as good as an ice cold beer.

 

5:30PM Colema time- Second time around is a piece of cake. I managed to get more coffee water in my colon, but nothing too exciting gets evacuated. Where’s the rubbery mucoid plaque built by years of cheese and alcohol consumption? I feel cheated.
6:30 get my hair blown out for 5 bucks by the prettiest lady boy on the island.

8:00PM I’m back in the resort I’m staying and I’m allowed to have a carrot juice. Instead I cheat a bit and opt to have the carrot, ginger and coriander soup. It’s probably got a bit of cream and chicken broth in it and I relish every spoonful. However, I pass on the bread and butter.

9:30PM I sleep like a baby and don’t feel hungry at all.

Day 3-
The day goes by much faster now that I’m used to the schedule and I find some time to socialize with others. There’s a motley cast of characters at the poop farm: an Australian lady who has an NGO job building schools in Vietnam; a South African gal who works in off-shore banking in Hong Kong; a guy who used to be a political spin doctor who left everything to teach yoga and write a book on Ko Samui; a tall elegant black girl from London who looks like a model, but trades in scrap metals. There’s also a Scottish gal who produces dramas for BBC, a Brazilian guy working for the British consulate in Taipei and a flight attendant living in New York. What a diverse group!

8:35AM I’m having a conversation with someone and he asks me if I just had a liver flush drink. Oops! Does my breath reek that badly of garlic? (I breathe into my hand and I’m embarrassed to report that yes, it does indeed stink of garlic.)

12:00PM I take the best nap in this chill out space at my resort. This corner of my resort has hammocks, colorful Thai silk pillows and day beds facing the beach. Hanging from the roof of the cabana are gauzy drapes with the cooling ocean breeze fluttering through. The weather is amazing! It’s not too hot, and with the gentle breeze, it’s the perfect temp to drift off into momentary slumber.

 

1:30PM Some of the gals and I hit the Lamai beach shopping street for some retail therapy. We can’t have a beer, but we can have fisherman pants and sandals in ever color of the rainbow.

Through out the day, I get a lot of reviews about the different holistic therapies available at or near the Spa.
Here’s the run-down:

Ear-candling, one of the weird and wacky new age treatments available at Spa Samui.
This procedure gently sucks out the wax from your ears. It's not super effective.

Reiki-Apparently there’s a guy from Hong Kong named Jet Li who is totally awesome. One of the fasters, a bloke whose skeptical by nature, went to see him and swore that it worked. Reiki is not a massage, but the practitioner will lay his hands on you and press at some points. Somehow he transfers healing energy onto you and this helps you work through physical and emotional issues. The guy who tried this said he felt fluttering feelings on some parts of his body and he felt a variety of emotions as the doctor passed other parts. In the end, the practitioner makes a throwing away motion to get the negative energy to leave his body. Jet Li advises the guy to wake up at sunrise the next day and throw the clothes he was wearing into the ocean forever. Too bad the guy is sentimentally attached to those particular clothes. Another girl says she felt really sexual after her reiki session and it was most likely because the treatment opened up her second Chakrra. Thumbs up.

Flotation therapy- This involves floating in a huge tank of water for an hour in complete darkness (the water is about 1 foot deep). Why anyone would want to do this is beyond me! It sounds like a claustrophobic person’s worse nightmare. Maybe it simulates your mother’s womb? Who knows! You’re supposed to meditate while you’re in there so antsy people defineitly shouldn’t try it. The guy who tried it was surprised at how big the tank was but had trouble meditating. Thumbs down.
Hypnotherapy- There’s a hypnotherapist that helped a South African girl to quit smoking after being addicted to it for 20 years! Thumbs up.

Acupuncture- The acupuncturist here uses Japanese needles (as opposed to Chinese so I guess that’s better) She asks you if you’re having any specific problems then sticks needles in your ear, hands, neck, feet and back. It’s slightly painful. The girl who tried it said it helped with her aching back for a few hours, but then the pain came back. The jury is still out on this one.

Parasite Zapper- People usually don’t know they have parasites until they come here to detox. I’m still not sure what these parasites do in your body, but at Spa Samui they have a special electric contraption that “zaps” parasites. It sounds like may electrocute you mildly as well, but apparently you don’t feel anything. You hold onto these metal things and you literally get zapped by a kind of electric current. The current flowing through your body is supposed to kill the little buggers and purify the blood. The zapper at the spa is mild, there’s one in town which zaps even the nastiest parasites. One girl who tried this wasn’t sure if she even had parasites, so she couldn’t tell if it worked. One girl didn’t want any electric current running though the eggs in her womb. However, a Mexican guy here for a month of fasting saw worms come out of his stool after he got zapped! This treatment gets mixed reviews.

5:30PM Ashtanga yoga. I’m feeling very energetic today and I feel like I need some exercise so I enlist for a more vigorous Yoga class. Afterwards, I feel enormously relaxed, like a wet noodle.

Tantra Yoga anyone?

7:30PM- A picture of my poop in the strainer inexplicably hijacks my laptop screensaver! As open my computer at the Long Island beach restaurant where I'm drinking nothing but a bottle of water, a graphic photo of my feces appears as the screensaver. Wha? How did that happen? I quickly close the laptop and look around to see if anyone nearby has lost their appetite. Luckily no one seemed to be sprinting away from my vicinity in disgust. I slink back to my room.

8:30PM I notice that the layer of adipose on top of my stomach muscles is kind of starting to disappear.

Day 4-
I wake up with a cotton-y aftertaste of garlic in my mouth. Whoo! Where’s the Listerine?
I’ve extended my fast for an another couple of days and I’m kicking it up a notch for the last few. The seven day program is more intense than the 3 day. You get 30 supplements instead of 20, you get 5 detox drinks instead of 4 and you do 2 colemas a day instead of one. Mucoid Plaque? Bring it on! Liver flush drinks and coconuts are also optional. You can exist on broth alone if you wish, but personally, I like my garlic breath.

9:00 AM I take a dump in my room before going back to the spa for my morning colema. I noticed that something different was coming out this time. It looked like there may have been a tiny piece of black rubbery mucoid plaque in with the brown stuff. (Squeamish people may opt not to read on at this point)

9:30AM I have another session of ampuku to loosen up my bowels and the lady is fantastic. My digestive tract somehow feels more relaxed and ready to go.

10:00 AM I go for my morning colema and I’m not expecting too much as nothing exciting came out last time. Several people also report that they don’t have anything earth-shattering coming out of their backsides the whole time they were fasting. However, they say that day 4 is the day you start to see the good stuff. This time around I fill my colon with tons of coffee water and it feels like I’m never going to have the urge to expel it. I massage my stomach ampuku-style starting from the left descending colon and working my way towards the right. This is so you can push the water through to irrigate the whole colon. When I checked out the strainer at the end of the poop, lo and behold, it was full of green rubbery intestine shaped stuff. Mucoid Plaque! It was an epiphany! I was so happy to be rid of the junk that I was overwhelmed with a feeling of joy and well-being. I instantly felt lighter and more energetic. No joke! I came out of the colema room with the biggest smile of on my face and I’m just wanted to tell everyone that I just had the best dump of my life! They should have been playing triumphant music in the background like the theme from “Rocky”. This eureka moment made the whole trip worthwhile!

1:00 PM- I end up at cooking class about how to handle raw foods. It turns out to be more of a lecture on organic farming and how to be a vegan than a cooking class. The guy conducting the class is the raw foods chef: a bizarre Frenchman who is a one of those socially inept geniuses. Despite his strange mien, he talks about several fascinating topics. He says that pure dark chocolate from the cocoa nut has 1200 complex nutrients that activate over 300 enzymes and hormones. Chocolate apparently gives you a feeling of bliss, makes you more loving and can even make you more flexible! He talks about how in France being a chef in more important than being a doctor. Then he changes topics and talks about cooperative organic farming and how NGOs work with third world farmers to produce organic food. Then he practically recites his CV. His parents were organic farmers, he was on some council for raw foods in Cambridge, he farmed organic food in Africa, and he’s also meditation teacher and a reiki master! Anyway, the lecture goes off on several tangents and the chef loses his train of though quite often (Maybe a nice steak would’ve done his memory good). He had quite a bit to say about which foods were good for you, however, I don’t know if I would take nutrition advice from someone whose teeth feel out after eating nothing but durians for 2 years! After going on for about an hour and a half, he starts to show us the food that I think we’re going to prepare, but in the end we never make anything.

Pictured above are inventive raw food recipes- 'mock sashimi' with tomatoes and carrots
and a cacao bean drink (very good for you apparently).
The drink in the shot glasses has some natural bacterias good for people who are on a cleanse.

3:30 PM I go for a scenic hike with the yoga instructor and he tells me all about different plants on the hike and what their healing properties are. He also says he once saw a cobra on that very same hike. Good thing he claims to be an expert snake catcher. (Whew, I feel much safer now.) At the top of the hike is a gorgeous view of Lamai beach. We visit a coconut farmer whose brother used to farm wheatgrass for the Spa and stop for a fresh coconut drink. The farmer actually gets it down from the tree for us.

The view at the top of our hike. Surprisingly, despite the lack of calories, I had more than enough energy to do this hike.

 

7:30PM I go for a steam at the steam room and take a fresh outdoor shower. Everyone is gathered by the tables near the steam room and people are chatting, socializing and going in and out of the steamy chamber. It's all very convivial. The night is warm and the sky twinkles with stars.

Day 5-

9:00AM Just when I thought things couldn’t get any more exciting, even more mucoid plaque gets evacuated during my morning colema. This time, long strands of it. I can actually pick it up and bounce it up and down like a yoyo. I am very impressed with myself, until later on, someone out-shits me. Apparently some girl on her 14th day of cleansing saw a dead worm come out. It was white and compressed. Definitely not your average strand of boring mucoid plaque. All this talk of poo may sound really gross to people who have never cleansed before, but I assure you that poo is the most common topic of conversation at Spa Samui. I mean, where else in the world can you talk so freely about feces and have so many people interested in the state of your bowel movements? There’s an element of competitiveness to it too. Everyone tries to one up each other. After the girl expels her one single worm, we learned that another guy expelled 20 live worms! He could even identify the mother worm when it came out! One guy shat out a marble he ate when he was 5!

10:30AM I finally get to prepare some raw food after yesterday’s 2 hour lecture. The French chef shows us how to clean the vegetables using lemon juice or vinegar. Then he shows us how to make mock pasta with cucumbers, mock sashimi with tomatoes, cucumbers and papaya and mock lobster bisque using tomatoes tahini and pineapple. It’s really interesting how creative you can get if you’re a vegan who only eats uncooked food.

5:00PM The day goes along much like the other days except the weather turns bad and a gusty tropical storm blows through the island. We’re all cooped up at the spa until someone comes up with the idea to venture out to TESCO, a big jumbo supermarket just near of Chaweng beach. I wanted to buy some Thai spices and kitchen utensils, so I decide to come along. We try to negotiate taxi fare out to Tesco, but the taxi drivers would only take us there for 300 baht. It’s way too much and one of the backpackers stubbornly refuses to let us get ripped off. When the rain starts getting heavier and pouring down on us, the taxi driver we refused started taunting us. “Miss, I take take you there now for 500 baht HAHAHAHA!!” Then he shows us his wallet and drives off to find some other unsuspecting wet tourist. What happened to Thailand? It used to be ‘the land of smiles’ now it’s “the land of how much can money can you extort from stupid tourists”. We finally decide to get in a tuk-tuk bus and we definitely get our money’s worth as the tuk-tuk seems to be going for a very long bumpy tour around the island. Tesco is the ultimate test of will power. The place is huge and there are all kinds of yummy things in there. I get psychologically hungry looking at all the food, but I just buy the necessities and leave.

The long bumpy tuk-tuk ride to TESCO

Day 6-
Today is the last day of my fast, so after drinking my first detox drink of the day, I finally weigh myself. I’m a paltry 2 kilos less but I’ve evacuated at least a few feet of mucoid plaque! Later on I’m instructed to do a warm water enema and afterwards drink some kind of special water with good bacterias which are supposed to balance your intestinal flora. I do yoga, get a Thai massage then I’m ready to board my plane back to Bangkok. I can finally eat again! I’m not supposed to eat anything but raw food on the day I break the fast, but as soon as I get to the Bangkok airport, I dig into a plate of chicken with basil leaves. I was dreaming about this dish all week, but the restaurant at the airport had a really disgusting reciepe. The chicken tasted like gristle and I felt like I was eating something that had been thrown into the garbage and recycled. After three bites I pay the bill and leave. I end up getting a corn on the cob and a coconut milk instead. Ahhh…that’s more like it.

Was the whole experience worth it? Well I do feel very energetic, but I’ve always been that way anyway, so I’m not sure much has changed there. I also came to Thailand with a cold and a cough, and I still have it, so cleansing, even in warm sunny Thailand, doesn’t make a cold go away. In order to gauge if all the shitting and starving was worth it, I have to look at the real reasons why I wanted to do the fast in the first place.

One of the biggest reasons I went to the poop farm was curiosity. It was something I’d never done before and sounded like something really bizarre and interesting to blog about. I ‘d been hearing about Spa Samui for years from some freinds of mine that tried it. They even showed me photos of their craps and I was very impressed with the junk that came out.

However, the main reason I did it was health related. From 2000-2003, I was on a very serious dragonboat team in Hong Kong. I was heavily into sports and fitness back then. I even had six pack abs and deltoids that rivaled Linda Hamilton’s circa Terminator 2. Lately I’ve let myself deteriorate into a lazy bread-and-cheese-eating lifestyle. It annoyed me that everyone at the poop farm kept saying how ‘tiny’ I was or how ‘fit’ I looked, but in my eyes I’m but a shadow of my former fit self. I guess I’m just being tough on myself because I always want to be the best I can be. I don’t have a bad body image but I don’t want to go to that chubby place either and end up feeling bad about myself. So I guess the real reason I went to the poop farm was to lose weight and jump-start a healthier new year.

If I look at the experience from a pure weight loss perspective, then no, it was not worth it. However, I’m a much more positive person than that. I had a great time hanging out with all the interesting people at the resort and it was really cool just kicking back and not having to wear make-up or shoes for a week. I also enjoyed all the mini-adventures I had touring around the island. I rediscovered my love for yoga and resolved to eat more fruits nuts and veggies after realizing all the health benefits of raw and organic food. I learned a lot about how the liver and colon functions and I also learned about all these alternative therapies.

My conclusion is that there is no short-cut for having a healthy physique. You just have to exercise regularly, eat right and keep a positive outlook. It’s okay to have vices like drinking alcohol and eating meat, just do it less frequently or it in moderation. I also learned about self-acceptance. You don’t always have to be striving for improvement. Sometimes, you just have to love yourself for exactly who you are at that exact moment. With a kind heart, positive energy and determination eventually you will get where you want to go anyway.

www.spasamui.com
The official website of the fasting retreat featured in this story

http://rasayanaretreat.com/ -
A highly recommended colonic irrigation and raw food retreat in the heart of Bangkok. They have great Thai massage and AMAZING food! (quite possibly the best vegetarian food in BKK) They also offer cooking classes. They do not offer accomodation, but the place is near the skytrain.

 

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