Saturday at the Eiffel Tower

Ah, Paris. A city where love is always in the air, and the average French woman is a hottie. (even the MILFs!)

But the Eiffel Tower on a Saturday? Don’t do it! Resist the urge!

One of the largest tourist destinations in the world is also the most watched, suffocated, and overrun. I don't consider it ‘romantic’ when literally hundreds of men, mostly of African decent, won’t leave you alone trying to persuade you to buy the cheapest Eiffel 'junk' you’ve ever seen in your life.

And, at what’s supposed to be its finest hour is nothing more than an opportunity for French government to get in the way.

Yes, you may drink red wine in the park throughout the afternoon and into the evening as trickles of sunlight shine through the thunderous tower beams. But don’t expect to be alone. Cops watch your every move. And definitely don’t try to pee in the bushes -- they’ll come after you, and attempt to issue a ticket. Trust me on that.

And yes, thank goodness public transportation operates well into the night as scheduled. But don’t expect a smooth entrance into the subway at ‘Trocadero’. Mobs of tourists shuffle through their travel bags as they line up to purchase tickets at metro machines in which they are still somewhat unsure how to operate. Unfriendly security and Paris police stand right by the turnstiles ready to issue tickets to anyone attempting to ride the trains for free.

Eiffel Tower on a Tues. has got to be more enjoyable than this.

Keep the faith.