Well, not really, but it feels like I'm already there.
Until, pretty much, today, hunting in Burkina-Faso or Benin (whichever one isn't tearing itself apart with civil war, or terrorist attacks at the time) was actually on my bucket list. Roan, Western Savannah Buffalo, Western Kob, etc. Even though, with a decent outfitter, you sleep at night in a hut with an air conditioner, I realized today that I'm not cut out for that crap. I was never cut out for that crap. Heat-induced migraines, etc., etc.
Who knows what all these bizarre times will do to the wildlife populations all over western, and southern Africa. May God have mercy on them and, above them, the people of that region.