Up early again, to meet up with Rik van Riel and James Morris, who
were showing us around New Hampshire. Got a phone call from
Victoria's parents to let us know my bank in the UK had sent a
snailmail to let us know that my card had been blocked, after being
suspected of being fraudulently used. (The recent high activity, and large
sums of money that come from a house sale, accompanied by spending
on both sides of the atlantic aparently ring alarm bells).
After a call to the bank, they lifted the block.

When Rik & James turned up we drove to Nashua, and spent a while
touring the housing complex where they live, before lunch at a japanese place in Nashua.
Afterwards, James and his wife Nancy took us to a realtor, who was very
helpful at finding us some really good looking houses (as opposed to
just apartments). James drove us out to see a bunch of the best of the
choices. One in particular seemed really good, $1500 a month for a four
bedroom house, which even came with its own private swimming pool.
The downside was that it was in the middle of nowhere. Ultimatly we
decided against it, as it was around 1200 feet too far away from the
CO to get ADSL, and cable didn't run out that far. The only option for
internet connectivity there would've been a 384Kbps T1 for $319 a month,
which wasn't even an option.

Just before it got dark, we decided to take a walk down to the
stores, to get some groceries. Westford isn't really designed for
walking around. There's no sidewalk the whole way there.
Victoria tripped at one point, and grazed her knee. I was somewhat
surprised that a passing motorist stopped and got out to make sure
she was ok. By the time we got to the Market Basket, it had got
pretty dark. It had got dark much quicker than I had anticipated,
so we scooted around the store quickly, grabbing just some essentials
before trudging back through the darkness. Oddly enough, 100 feet
ahead of us the whole way was another hotel resident who was doing
the exact same thing.