Yeah, that sure wasn't always the case, but the F117 is sort of "old" technology by today's standards.
In '97 I went on a Safari (photo). During that time we stayed in Zimbabwe (just at the time nationalization was beginning to take place), walked to Zambia across the great Zambezi
at Vic Falls, navigated by boat to Namibia, walked into Botswana (stepping into the proverbial waters to protect against Huff and Mouth disease), and then decompressed at Cape Town (visited Bintang Cave for lunch where I drank appletiser
and ginger beer
!) before flying back via Cape Verde to the States. We had a plan to fly to Mauritius and Madagascar to do some spectacular diving but we ran out of time.
Drinking hot tea to cool off: Okavango Delta, Botswana, Afrika at 143F
Since my visit to Sud Afrika and briefly visiting the "squatters" (ie; refugees), I have read Long Walk to Freedom
and have fallen in love with the mysterious and magical Dark Continent
, without a doubt the most fabulous place on the planet. Such rich diversity of life, both bipedal and otherwise.
I can certainly understand why Doctor Livingstone "got lost" in Afrika.