Mrs Cosmic and I returned from a gem show in Tucson with a huge amount of rocks and lapidary slabs. When we got home our luggage had so much red tape and yellow stickers on it from TSA searching our luggage that people were giving us a wide berth all the way to the parking deck. It was obviously searched at each airport. As far as tobacco, I’ve never had a problem within the US. In college, we flew back from the Netherlands with as many packages of Drum tobacco as we could. It raised a few eyebrows, being a group of 20 year olds. But, Drum wasn’t sold in the US yet at that time.
When my father returned to Northern Ireland after retiring he bought a house which needed quite a lot of work (installing central heating being the major job). My oldest brother was in the long past a qualified gas engineer so he was 'volunteered' to do the work and I was 'volunteered' to help.
Flying out of Heathrow we had two suitcases of plumbing tools, pipework and god knows what else (only thing we didn't have were gas cylinders for the blow torches - pretty obviously they wouldn't be allowed on a plane). This was all in the early eighties when things were not - shall we say - very calm in the North; and at the time they scanned all Northern Ireland hold baggage before passengers cleared security.
Needless to say we were immediately approached by uniformed and plain clothed security staff. Simple questions:
- Is this yours?
- What is it?
- What are you going to do with it?
My brother explained that we were going to help our dad install new central heating and do some other plumbing work for him. I could see the uniformed mob were sceptical but the plain clothes guy just said "that is so unlikely that it's probably true" and waived us through.
My brother decided to leave all the tools with dad when we flew back and collect them later taking his car over on the ferry.