I have confused you -- I am sorry.
On August 25 I wrote that we had found a house and posted some pictures. The house manager, however, told us that we had to wait until this coming week to make final arrangements with the owner, including writing a check to hold the house. We figured that in that case, just to protect ourselves, we should keep looking. In the meantime we saw the house that we wound up renting yesterday, and have told the house manager of the first house that we would not be renting that one. So the August 25 picture of your room when you visit is now null and void: you'll have a different room in another house.
I haven't posted pictures of the inside of the house we've rented because frankly it looks really funky in there. I wrote to my friend Joan that it looks like a graduate student's house, and honestly, I don't want to live in a graduate student's house at this stage of my life. It's distressingly cluttered, what with all the art and so many things left out because of a lack of storage space. So we'll be fixing it up: removing most of the paintings, adding lamps and maybe carpets, possibly changing some furniture, and fixing up the kitchen. There is now, for example, very little in the way of kitchen storage space for dishes, pots and pans, silverware, and pantry supplies. We'll want to add that.
Joan wrote that it wasn't clear how one could always walk downhill. But one can! To arrive at the house you take a taxi (25 pesos, around $2.10 or so) to the upper street and walk down to the house. To leave the house, you walk down to the lower street and from there either walk to Centro or take a taxi.
And I agree, a blood pressure of 167/80 for this 67-year-old is really bad news. No way.