São Paulo
Aced the landing. . . well almost. The auto pilot lined everything up nicely till the last 100 feet. I left the AP on for as long as possible before flopping down onto the tarmac. It's a good thing that I was pointing straight down the white centre line and not forced to go around again as I was already sucking the last few drops of aviation fuel from the tanks. (I still have not got the hang of estimating fuel load yet).
