Daily life in Paris moves at a much different pace than in America. I don't have a dishwasher, a microwave, a TV, amongst other modern luxuries. I do all my dishes by hand, cook with the stove, and once a week sit at the laundromat for an hour with a book while my clothes wash. I buy all my groceries not from a supermarket, but from a small market across the street where the owner and I are now on a first name basis.
Life feels languid here at times; everything is done on purpose. Food takes time to prepare, you can't just pick it up and eat it. I take public transportation, so I have to plan out my trips accordingly. When we go out, usually in the Latin Quarter, we will go to bars or cafes and have some wine. There is a lot of time for discussion and contemplation.
I like this way of living. There are things I miss about the fast pace life in America, but here I never feel rushed. I have time to eat well, exercise, study, relax, and go places with friends. I feels like a much more adult way of living, particularly because I am responsible for making sure everything is taken care of on my own.
The warm weather has really made me enjoy the city again. It was rough during the cold because I never wanted to leave my apartment, but now I get out and explore nearly every day. I am looking forward to going home but I think I will miss it here when I return.