In November 2008, during our weekly horn and piano masterclass, a man came into the room looking for a horn player for a gig that weekend. I shrugged my shoulders saying I was available. Three days later I was sitting on the tour bus with a Russian orchestra on my way to the concert when the girl sitting next to me smiles and asks shyly, "sprichst du Russisch?"
That was my first gig in Germany. I had moved to Frankfurt a few weeks before, not knowing a single person, a word of the language...
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