PRAGUE, Czech Republic — I thought I, a 20-year-old college student, knew what it meant to “go out,” have a “crazy night” and really party hard.Well, until 6 a.m. Sunday morning, I thought wrong. I’m studying abroad in Prague, and we decided to scope out the night life here. Little did we know, we would be in for the most ridiculous outing of our lives. As we approached Karlovy Lazne, the enormous 4-story night club our hotel receptionist suggested, the only thought that came to mind was, “Oh my god.” Even from the outside, the place was a freaking technicolor light show. Before we could enter, big guys dressed in all black passed metal detectors across our slightly nervous bodies, then waved us into the madness. The first floor was American pop. The DJ blasted the beats of Britney Spears, the Black Eyed Peas and Justin Timberlake.I decided to make my way to the techno floor next. Although techno has never been my favorite genre of music, I couldn’t help but stand in awe as I watched curtains of smoke, which came from the smoke machines that hung from the ceilings and walls, blow onto the flailing crowd. The second floor was a blur of limbs, lights and the craziest colored hair I’ve ever seen. I was impressed, but intimidated to no end. So, I quickly observed, appreciated and moved up to the floor I later began to refer to as “heaven on earth” … the disco floor. From the moment I laid eyes on the dance floor of neon lights, I was in love. There were lights above and below us and tunes from artists we’ve known our whole lives — the Beach Boys, Michael Jackson and the Rolling Stones — and movies like Saturday Night Fever and Dirty Dancing that kept us going for hours until our clothes were drenched and we could barely breathe. Our night peaked when we were taking a break at the foot of the stairs where huge statues of Elvis and Marilyn Monroe had simulated rain pouring down around them, and Bruce Springsteen’s “Born in the USA” began blaring from the speakers. We lost our minds.What was really amazing was all the people sang the chorus along with us with different accents from across the world. No one really knew the rest of the song, but when the chorus came along, The Boss united the world on the disco floor. After that, we climbed down four flights of stairs and stumbled back to our hotel, smiling in delirium that we had found our home away from home and the best time of our lives.Cathryn is a 20-year-old English major from Crowley.—-Contact Cathryn Core at [email protected]