One of my former bosses worked for Ford in Belgium before coming to Louisville. While his wife was selling their house in Michigan and taking care of moving the family over there, Ford put him up in an apartment.
He was there for several days, leaving before dawn and returning after dark, before he realized his windows overlooked a nude beach and most of the building was a brothel.
He claims he called his wife, once he discovered those facts, and pleaded with her to get her butt over there as quickly as possible. She told us she didn't remember any such call...
He also said the factory had beer dispensing machines all over, just like ours have Coke machines... But he loved the cafeteria food!