cycling in ninh binh: beauty vs. sore muscles

I hopped on a bike this afternoon to explore Ninh Binh, Vietnam, and let me tell you, the scenery was straight out of a painting. Lush green rice fields, limestone mountains, and tiny villages—it was almost too perfect. But here’s the thing: after about 30 minutes, my legs started protesting like I was back in gym class, and the seat felt like it was designed by someone who hates comfort. I kept thinking, why do travel guides always make cycling sound so easy? I was sweating buckets, dodging scooters, and trying not to look like I was about to collapse. Have you ever gone on one of these “relaxing” bike rides that turned into a test of endurance? I’m starting to wonder if the locals are just built differently or if I’m seriously out of shape. The views were worth it, but my legs might never forgive me. Anyone else ever get tricked by the promise of a peaceful bike ride? #TravelStories #NinhBinh #CyclingAdventures #Travel