The campsite was right next to the river, where the hippos were making loud chomping noises from eating seagrass so loud that I almost couldn’t sleep.
I finally fell asleep and woke up not long after to pee some of the beers I had drank the night before. When I zipped up my tent and put my head and a torch out the entrance I realized that I was shining my light on of the evil, human killing creatures I had heard heard laughing just some hours before, which was sitting less than three meters away! I was quick to draw my head back into the tent and stayed awake while watching the hippo walk away through my mosquito net. The hippos stayed close the next nights as well and me and my brother were happy every time the sun came up in the morning and we understood that the hippos had let us live for another day.