Where are they know?

I've arrived in Cape Cormaran. Its a big Hindu pilgrimage site. It's quiet for such a place, so I may stay here a couple of days before I start heading up to Chennia. On my way in the train I was accosted with flowers by three very dirty children. By the time they left my compartment, I had three flower leighs on, a flower bracelet on each wrist, and was covered in piles of flower petals. I tried to stop them, but everything I said during the event only seemed to feul their furvor. Many people walking past seemed to find the whole situation profoundly entertaining.

Heres a photo of the flower mess.