I fully expected a lot of cultural differences when I moved to Germany. They speak with lots of umlauts and guttural noises, their cake is superior and the coffee twice as strong. Make that three times as strong. They also have the supreme luxury of public transport and some people don’t even own cars. But I never thought that as an American suburbanite, I would be considered a country girl. A series of unrelated incidents showed me why.

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