I suppose the handler wasn't interested in your stash, either, or you might have been retained a bit longer.Noel Heslop wrote: The dog clearly identified me as a clean cut, ex convict stock, now law abiding citizen, and was not the least interested in my 5 litres of contraband stuff.
Oh... which reminds me of the risk of clearing customs in certain far out of the way places. Place a bottle of something expensive on the inspector's desk and ask if it's okay to bring that into the country. He will either (i) say "Yes," (ii) put the bottle in his desk drawer, or (iii) have you arrested for attempting to bribe a government official. Local knowledge is critical for navigating these dangerous shoals.