There’s nothing worse than when you are flying back from the motherland and a distant cousin or auntie turns up the morning you are leaving and hands you 10 packs of hellim.
They know the laws against bringing cheese back, as well as the weight restrictions, but they still make you feel bad if you say no. Then you have your nene giving you the “don’t let the family down”look.
As soon as you say “yes”, they also hand you a giant bag full of molihiya. However, to make you feel better, they show you how light the molihiya is by packing it in your suitcase for you.
So what happens? Well, you’re stuck at the airport with the fear of being caught smuggling contraband hellim through customs.
When you land back home you then face the worst decision of your life: “nothing to declare” or “goods to declare”?
