I'm saving this one, for the time when I can someday write the Edgar Rice Burroughs story idea. I can imagine my jungle girl's treehouse being built on that escarpment, surrounded by waterfalls, and the only way to get there is to travel through the trees. Maybe she finds some great white hunter lost from his safari, and takes him back with her to her secluded home. Or maybe it's the native cheiftain of a proud tribe of warriors.