As some of you know, I left Vancouver, again, yesterday. I arrived in Tokyo just fine, if you wanted to know. However, of all the people that got me in trouble, it was my dog. As much as I love him, he delayed me for at least 30 minutes. Here's what happened.
I was very lucky on my flight. Once I got in, I raced to the immigration booth. I was the first in line. Once past, I waited for my luggage. Thankfully, before I left home, I played with my dog since it'll be a long time before I see him again. While waiting for my luggage, I attracted one of the drug dogs. He was being friendly and just smelt my dog. Oh boy....
Needless to say, once I got my bags and went to customs, I was asked to be searched. Okay, I have no drugs or anything illegal, so no problems. When a custom's officer asks you to do a body search, it's pretty scary. Especially when they ask in broken English. I had to ask exactly what kind of body search. Thankfully, it wasn't the cavity search. They rummaged through each of my bags. They checked everything. Even x-rayed a few products. The interesting part was explaining why I had my leather jacket with me and what all the hard padding was for. They also asked a lot of questions too. Some personal, mostly work related. Finally, after they finished, I was escorted out and set free.
I will say one thing. It's probably not as bad as having the same problem if you went to Mexico or China. They'd be worse. As a concilation prize, one of the guys (there were 2 of them) said, "have a nice day in Japan". Okay, thanks for the remark, but it isn't that nice anymore. If you travel, never play with animals before you leave, and know some of the language. Customs officers don't seem to understand English THAT well. Makes things easier... I guess.