The devil wears clogs

What happens when you plunk down a thirty year-old culturally unaware management consultant in Heidelberg, Germany? I didn't speak German. I didn't have any experience working with Europeans. The Twin Towers had just collapsed, and I had no idea whether I would sink or swim. When I met my good looking Dutch colleague and decided to take my next assignment in the Netherlands, I nearly drowned. That's when I figured out that maybe I was the one that needed to change, not an entire continent.