Also came through with piles of luggage at the airport, more than once. One time, the customs officer helped me unload two heavy suitcases from the carousel and helped me wheel them out to where my (astonished) hubby was waiting.

Another time I got stopped by a customs official and all he asked is where I'm from. When I said I'm American he grinned and said, "Of course" and let me pass. He apparently figured I'm another clueless tourist with enough luggage to live for a year when I'm only staying for a week.