I reached over to grab his outstretched hand but as our fingers were about to touch, I was engulfed in darkness. There was no transition at all, no sense of approaching danger. It was as if I had suddenly gone blind and deaf.
I was aware that my legs were surrounded by water, but my top half was almost dry. I seemed to be trapped in something slimy. There was a terrible, sulphurous smell, like rotten eggs, and a tremendous pressure against my chest. My arms were trapped but I managed to free one hand and felt around – my palm passed through the wiry bristles of the hippo’s snout. It was only then that I realised I was underwater, trapped up to my waist in his mouth.
— “Experience: I was swallowed by a hippo“
Når man samtidig ser hvor hurtigt et halvandet tons dyr kan bevæge sig i vand så bliver jeg egentlig glad for mit indendørs arbejde, langt fra Afrika.
Dette blev så også dagen hvor jeg fandt ud af at flodheste er en familie i underordenen Whippomorpha, hvor den eneste anden familie er Cetacea – hvaler, delfiner og marsvin.