No sooner had we arrived at the bus station when we found ourselves surrounded by people. Some touts, some curious bystanders, all of them shouting at us questions and directions. The more we weren’t able to hear, the louder they got. 2 touts were quite vehemently trying to get us onto 2 different buses and each had it’s own team of bystanders trying to help them to convince us. We stood there bewildered and getting deafer by the moment.
And then he appeared.
The kungfu bus tout.
Out of nowhere he appeared and landed a flying kick into the chest of tout number 1.
He then swiftly turned around and gave tout number 2 a forceful push to the chest sending him flying.
And then, in almost a Victorian English accent said “Excuse me sir and maam. How may I help you today?”
We replied we wanted to go to Dharan. To which he told us “Then I suggest you board this bus here. Have a pleasant journey. Welcome to Nepal.” And then he was gone.
Never to be seen again.