My squadron went over to the Bahamas for a couple weeks, to a small Naval Installation, anyway I didn't realize we would have to go through customs...I had about a 1/4 oz in my bag slightly hidden in the pocket of a pair of shorts, imagine my angst watching that Bahamian dude rifling through my bag, I had visions of being thrown in a Bahamian Jail full of Bahamians, but he let me pass.