Not directly.
We were in then right side pews; next to the right aisle; so no water, but the smell was a bit intense there for a moment or two.
In a galaxy far, far away (Thailand - 1962) I was present as the King changed the clothing of the Emerald Buddha. (it happens 3 times a year).
Along an outer walkway near the temple, there were steps (seats) for the onlookers. We were instructed to be sure that we were seated so that none of our heads were higher than the King's as he passed by us. Before him walked a Buddhist priest that had holy water and an incense (what's it called?). I did get a few sprinkles on that occasion.
You want incense, go to a Greek or Russian Orthodox Liturgy. Thick! You could cut it with a knife. The priest must end up ineradicably suffused with fragrance in every pore.
I like the candles the Orthodox (and their cousins the Byzantine Catholics) use: not white, but unrefined golden-colored beeswax. Now there’d a light, subtle, and heavenly fragrance.