I think in another thread some time back I spoke of my encounter with a tarantula in a bar in Columbia. For those who thought I was exaggerating, apparently this little (big) fellow was found in the luggage of a traveller in Columbia. There is a market for smuggling these things out. I know, they're horrible looking things, and poisonous, (there are much deadlier spiders about the world,) but I don't like the idea of smuggling them like this. After all, like the rest of us, he/she is only trying to get by ... (although I would prefer he/she did it about ten billion light years away from me.)
Think back to Dr No, when Jimmy Bond encountered one in his bed at night, if that happened to me, I'd jump so high I would be knocking on the door of the ISS.