When I first planned a trip Italy, I imagined extreme comfort. Beautiful, rustic interiors, cushy beds and cozy draperies, the warmth of wood beams (and warm weather)...and of course, the comfort of incredible regional food. For the last eight days, I visited my cousins in their hill town south of Rome- the place my great-grandfather left behind for America. Having stayed once before, I had a sense of what the experience would be like. And while Italians in this region very much subscribe to certain American ideas of comfort, there are a number of differences.