Sally's home is a dreamscape. You enter through the front gate and are engulfed in decades-old monstera deliciosa creeping along the atrium walls, healthy ferns, and a towering dracaena. The room I had was cozy and I could peer through vines down onto the atrium, so it feels sort of like a treehouse. You have access to a private bathroom with a clawfoot tub, and two staircases with which to enter your room on the second floor.
Sally's presence elicited respect stripped of the awkward, disingenuous formalities attempted by millennials I meet in my hometown of Oakland. She's a real human being and that's hard enough to find, so consider that a gift. Ask her for recommended food, sights and strolls in La Roma and Condesa neighborhoods... I took her advice and went to Parque Mexico for an evening walk with a bag of churros from El Morro, and then cracked open a book and sipped coffee at El Pendulo. Eat as often as you can at the Medellin Market. In one day I downed huevos rancheros, conchinita pibil, torta, flautas, chile relleno, and returned for the following day to do the same and buy bags of dried chiles for home. She'll have more to suggest, and I suggest you take her advice.