Virginia - Last Day

Today I did the whole journey between Toronto and Richmond, Virginia in reverse. The bus was 1 1/2 hours late picking us up in Charlottesville, so I arrived at the Richmond Greyhound station with little time to spare. The cab driver sympathized and sped all the way to the airport. He talked non-stop about his family in Africa, and how he hoped they could all go to Canada to study at university. He had hopes for each of them: one would be a doctor, another a pharmacist, another a lawyer and one a police officer. That way he would keep all bases covered.
I arrived at the airport after my flight had closed and for a while it looked like they wouldn't let me on the flight. The Air Canada counter was actually just a small sign, and so I had to deal with United airlines staff who couldn't really figure out "those Canadian flights." Finally, after much pleading and puppy dog eyes, someone had the brilliant idea to call the Air Canada help line and get the computer system open again.
The flight was really turbulent, as we passed through many massive cumulus cloud formations. There were a few times when the plane just started to plummet, sending us spiraling downwards, but then within a second, something kicked into high gear and took us back up.

Here are some photos: