After slipping down a muddy hillside of damp earth and fallen palm leaves, we emerged at the base of these twin waterfalls, coursing into a small pond. We were the only guests, and the only resident- a curious white duck. The jungle sounds of trilling frogs and bird discussions were muffled by the steady rush of the falling water, and the white noise lulled us as we rocked gently in the mist cast off from the cascade.