Meanwhile, the path on the left crossed a bridge before meandering amongst trees. Some of these trees were wrapped with colorful fabrics fronted by makeshift shrines for some spiritual purpose. Speaking of spirituality, we happened to be sharing the waterfall with a group of orange-robed monks who were also enjoying the falls as most tourists would taking photos, posing, and just sharing the experience as a group. I don't think in all of our travels that Julie and I have ever encountered monks at legitimate waterfalls before.