Very cool, if true

Yes, when I was a student I spent two weeks in Paris staying with my French penfriend. She was retaking some exams so had to study during the day, so I wandered around by myself. I didn't get attention in the streets so much as in the public parks. I was in fact happy to chat to the guys who looked about my age, though I thought it best not to accept the invitations for a drink, but there were definitely some creepy older guys.

Thinking about it, though, my worst experiences have actually been in the UK, though as I spend nearly all of my time here that shouldn't be surprising.

It was so lovely when I reached middle age and became invisible.