...and three hours after leaving Calvi we're on final for 19 at Tunis Carthage. I was a bit short on VFR maps so decided to go IFR, I got offered a shortcut if I could climb to FL110 which I accepted (we have portable O2). In the heat, with full tanks and loads of luggage, the 182 struggled to reach FL110 but made it in the end. We were met by the organisers, guided through Customs and taken to the hotel for lunch and a welcome dip in the pool before the evening's briefing. Lots more flying to come and lots more to say when there's a better internet connection. The local Tunisian beer tasted good, the coffee tasted outrageously bad.