Had to attend a 5 days course at Port Dickson. Glad that my bike was there with me and I managed to ride for two days in the afternoon. Longer ride on the 2nd day with a mission..to find my old house. Yes I was born in Port Dickson and stayed there for only two years before moved to Kuala Lumpur. However my mission failed and my ride ended up with eating ‘nasi ayam panggang’ before continue my ride back to the hotel. Yet, it was indeed a beautiful ride with sunset on the background and sea breeze hitting my face. Luckily on my final day while driving back to KL, I was there on the road in front of my old house..what a coincidence! All this time I have been memorizing the house by going through old picture albums and the landmark as being told by my mother, was very helpful which is Sekolah Kebangsaan Si Rusa. Nostalgia..