计划跑一趟海口耍起

老在洋浦待着，大抵还是无聊的，整个十月我也在努力减肥，所以到了月末，我决定去海口耍一下。

于是我就计划本周末去，周六去、周日回，即 10月31-11月1；31日也正好是万圣节，虽然不见得海口会有什么庆祝活动。

不同以往，这次我没有选择坐包车或者高铁。

其实最早我是想着租车去，租两天，但是对于我一个学生，单人的话，这两天车的开销就近五百了（我不想租太差的车，且以防万一，还要追加保险），还是太贵了；想着拼个一两人一起去，花费 AA，可惜也没拼到，索性暂时放弃了租车去的想法。

那就只能一个人去了，于是我试着，第一次，订了一张周六早上洋浦到海口客运西站的大巴车票。我已经有过那么几次的城际大巴搭乘体验了，那么，这次体验一下洋浦到海口的，看看实力。

我只订了去的，这是想着，若体验不好，届时返程，也可以选择改为包车回来。大巴车票的费用是 38。

海口不是第一次去了，所以这次的耍起，就没想着看什么太多观光。我抱着两个念头设计行程——要吃一顿日料、或许还要做个头发。

决定了怎么去以后，今晚健身的时候，组间休息，我就在挑吃啥住哪。我看到有家叫“𮬜·政”的 Omakase 店，于是决定试试，回头给友人们作个评测。该店在万象城附近，我就近挑了家酒店。

决定了晚上吃什么，中午刚抵达时，那自然是可以吃一份麦当劳。

本来想着周日再去做头发，可能周六下午在酒店躺尸直到去吃晚餐。但是我问 Claude 周日怎么吃和玩时，她顺带说，如果我想周日有整块的时间，可以改为下午下榻完后就去做头发，做完自然能吃。我以为然，遂预约周六下午。

想着到时候，可以剪一下头发——我现在头发齐肩，有点凌乱了；顺带，我在想着要不要染发。染可以，但估计我不是全染，可能搞个发尾、挑染啥的，颜色我则心水粉、蓝、鲜绿、黄，届时再问问看发型师。

周日，本来 Claude 是建议我去耍骑楼老街，吃老爸茶和海南鸡饭作为早餐午餐，下午偏晚慢慢回去；但饮茶我太惯常了，海南鸡饭也还就那样。

我突然想到，何不看看印度菜？——由于近来几个月印度菜的视频我刷得比较多，在家也试过两次搞成吉思鸡，再加上那些什么比亚尼、科尔玛、成吉思鸡、馕饼确实看着不赖，如果海口有，我还是想去大快朵颐一顿的。

有一家，但是在那个海甸岛，而我住万象城，所以得早上坐车过去。我想着，可能吃完可以晃晃悠悠走着或者骑个单车回酒店那边，休息休息以后，拿着行李退房，再在附近吃个“新一番寿司”（正巧看看它实力，以决定以后还去不去吃），就想办法打道回府。

海南之于我，比较遗憾的是，没有寿司郎/滨寿司，也没有萨莉亚，这几家我非常爱吃的连锁店；所以，只能慢慢探店，看点替代选择。

在海口还算有选择，而在洋浦，真的是牢没边了，所以只好助力我库库减肥，然后偶尔去海口，或者是洋浦的法餐/白马井的重庆火锅店（还没去过，但也是这个学期必去探一次）开开荤了。

Staying in Yangpu all the time is, by and large, boring. I’d also been working hard at losing weight all through October, so by the end of the month I decided to go to Haikou for a bit of fun.

So I planned to go this weekend—Saturday there, Sunday back, that is, October 31-November 1. The 31st also happened to be Halloween, though I doubted Haikou would have much in the way of celebrations.

Unlike usual, this time I didn’t choose a chartered car or the high-speed rail.

Actually, at first I thought of renting a car for two days. But for a student traveling alone, the cost for those two days would come to nearly five hundred yuan (I didn’t want to rent too shabby a car, and just in case, I’d have to add insurance), which was still too expensive. I thought about finding one or two people to go with and split the cost, but no luck, so I put the idea of renting a car aside for the time being.

That left going alone, so I tried, for the first time, booking a coach ticket from Yangpu to Haikou West Passenger Station on Saturday morning. I’d had a few intercity coach rides before, so this time I’d try the Yangpu-Haikou route and see what it was made of.

I only booked the outbound trip, thinking that if the experience wasn’t good, I could switch to a chartered car for the return. The coach ticket cost 38 yuan.

Haikou wasn’t new to me, so for this outing I didn’t plan on doing much sightseeing. I designed the itinerary around two ideas—have a Japanese meal, and maybe get my hair done.

Once I’d decided how to get there, I spent my rest intervals at the gym tonight choosing what to eat and where to stay. I saw an Omakase restaurant called “Zhi Zheng” so I decided to give it a try and report back to my friends with a review. It was near MixC, so I picked a hotel nearby.

With dinner decided, when I arrived at noon, lunch could of course be McDonald’s.

Originally I thought I’d get my hair done on Sunday, and might lie around in the hotel like a corpse on Saturday afternoon until dinner. But when I asked Claude what to eat and do on Sunday, she mentioned in passing that if I wanted a solid block of time on Sunday, I could instead get my hair done after checking in that afternoon—then I’d naturally be able to eat afterward. I agreed, so I booked Saturday afternoon.

I figured I could get a haircut then—my hair is shoulder-length now and a bit messy. While I was at it, I was also wondering whether to dye it. Dyeing was fine, but I probably wouldn’t go all over; maybe just the ends, some highlights, or something. As for colors, I had my eye on pink, blue, bright green, and yellow—I’d ask the stylist when I got there.

On Sunday, Claude had originally suggested I go wander Qilou Old Street, have laoba tea and Hainanese chicken rice for breakfast and lunch, and head back slowly in the late afternoon. But I’m too used to tea drinking, and Hainanese chicken rice is just so-so.

Then it occurred to me: why not look for Indian food? I’d been watching a lot of Indian food videos over the past few months, and had even tried making Chicken Changezi at home twice. Plus the biryani, korma, Chicken Changezi, and naan really did look good. If Haikou had Indian food, I still wanted to go feast.

There was one, but it was over on Haidian Island, and I was staying near MixC, so I’d have to take a bus over in the morning. I thought maybe after eating I could wander or cycle slowly back toward the hotel, rest a while, grab my luggage and check out, then eat at “Xin Yifan Sushi” nearby (a good chance to see how it measured up and decide whether to eat there again), and find a way back school.

What I find a little regrettable about Hainan is that it has no Sushiro/Hama-Sushi, and no Saizeriya—chains I really love eating at. So I can only explore restaurants slowly and look for alternatives.

In Haikou there are still options; in Yangpu, it’s truly dire. So it only helps me go hard at losing weight, and now and then go to Haikou—or to the French restaurant in Yangpu / the Chongqing hotpot place in Baimajing (haven’t been yet, but it’s a must-visit this semester)—to treat myself.