I had to visit the emergency room our second night here!
Packed a pot, a spoon, and a brand new knife to cook with while waiting for our moving truck to arrive. The new knife was a little too sharp and I almost lost the tip of my finger. We got to meet our new neighbors by saying, "Hi! Nice to meet you! Where's the nearest hospital?" Needless to say, I was not registered with a GP yet, could barely remember my new address, and didn't think to bring along my passport. It was no problem at all, they didn't even care that I didn't know my address or postal code.