"Magical" Waterfall

This waterfall isn't just beautiful, it disappears! Let me start at the beginning. We went with our friends to a nearby mountain in search of new scenery. We hiked a little ways, saw a waterfall, it was nice. The parking attendants also turned on some loud 80's music for us while we walked. We went back down the hill and asked the attendant if there was another waterfall nearby. He told us, (well we think this is what he said) there's another one just one kilo past the small one. We hike back up, and keep hiking, and keep hiking. I can hear my heart beating in my ears. While I'm huffing and puffing, I'm passed by an 80 year old woman with a load of hay on her head, wearing flip flops. It begins to rain. Not Missouri rain, rain forest rain. By this time the ground has leveled out and we're walking through fields of crops. Lots of crops. Along the way we ask lots of locals, "is the waterfall this way?" They all pleasantly nod yes, so we proceed. We're all soaked, the rain is pelting our skin. We stop at a little shelter and talk to some college students. They tell us there is no waterfall here, it's on the next mountain over. Bummer! We verify with several farmers who look at us like we're nuts. There is no waterfall. We descend the hill in torrential rains. I use my bum for part of my descent, not by my own choice. Many locals pet my arm and say "Kasihaaaaaan" which, loosely translated means, "You poor white girl!" We stop at the same place where we saw the waterfall before, and it's gone. Yes, it has rained for a solid hour, but the waterfall is gone. The music is also gone. Apparently, the music and waterfall are on the same switch. They turn them both on when the tourists come! What a crock!