Welcome to the Four Seasons Hospital

You know you're in Singapore when a hospital emergency room resembles a visit to a hotel lobby more than anything. Here, the waiting rooms are pleasantly decorated with leather armchairs and mock lush greenery, there are three times as many staff as patients, and waiting time at the emergency room amounted to a whopping 5 minutes. It was weird: Singapore Tatler was on the glass coffee table, the nurses politely offered us drinks while in the waiting room, and I swear I could hear "Isn't she lovely" in the background.

Now you may wonder why I ended up in this healthcare instution. As it turns out, my flatmate Sonia is violently allergic to something - after eating Indian food at the Holland Village Food Court, she came home and before she knew it she eyes the size of tennis balls. Since she had little success with her epi-pen, Dan, her and I went to the hospital, and after an injection and some gas-mask action she was doing a lot better.

Needless to say, my views on the Norwegian healthcare system, not to mention the Canadian one, have worsened significantly.