Nannette is the greatest, and I love her home. It has the vivacity that only an old craftsman can exude. The ceilings are lofty and the space feels expansive. The hardwood floors are draped in beautiful rugs that are eclectic yet coordinated. The bedroom itself was quiet, modestly sized, but felt substantial.
The closest is large enough for even non-nomadic occupants, and the dresser provides ample room for daily wear. The desk is excellent for computer work. Although the home is old and romantic, the wifi is anything but. I found it supplied enough bandwidth for both my professional work as a programmer and for consuming streaming services.
Nannette let me store a bike in the backyard shed, allowing for unfettered access and security. The backyard is lovely, and I highly recommend you take advantage of the back porch, even during a light rain.
The location is itself a boon. The neighborhood is quiet but cohesive, and parking was a breeze. I was able to walk to Mt Tabor and the shops on Hawthorne in minutes, although I usually opted to bike.
My only grievance was the construction next door. As a pseudo night owl, I initially found the morning noise disrupting of my rhythm. Work began roughly at eight thirty and ended promptly at four each day. After making a slight adjustment to my sleeping hours, I found it completely tolerable.
In all, I felt like a resident, and not a guest, due in no small part to Nannette's hospitality. She was friendly, conscientious of privacy, and made one of the top three apple pies I've ever had. I would happily stay again!