I just returned from another awesome trip to South Africa. Only hiccups were at airports coming and going. On the far end in Joberg, the police inspector had my SAPS form, but in the serial number block on the form, it had the serial number of the scope vice the rifle. The first inspector gave me the invalid paperwork speech and then the sergeant walked over, studied the problem, said simple mistake, and he used an ink pen to correct the SN on the form. Problem solved. On the return in the Atlanta airport, the CBP guy checked the guns and then tried to do an old samsonite commercial to close the case with some foam in the gasket seam. Then, moved over across the same floor for TSA inspection to the next connection flight. The lady there had a knack for pulling the cases off the table and throwing them onto a cart. Several of us commented on her zealous approach, but she didn't care. One guy even said, CBP just checked the firearms and cases, we relocked all the locks and now (about 50 meters later) we have to reopen and go through the same process. She rudely replied, "They are CBP, we are TSA, two different government agencies!" which brought some laughter and overt comments about government efficiency. Small stuff after a great trip.