Entering EK, you are enveloped by the bass from a sound system that is loud enough to definitely cause some permanent hearing and organ damage. You casually look around the club, checking out the scene and giving out “the vibe”. You find yourself walking over broken beer bottles protected by the one-inch-thick plexi-glass floor. You see several horseshoe-shaped booths and lots of tables “This is good,” you think. “I’ll probably need a place to rest in about an hour.” So you hit the dance floor. While doing some silly twirling dance move you think you saw in a music video, you scope out what EK has to offer.

      After dancing for a few hours, you hear the sand pit calling your name and decide that the closet athlete in you wants out to play some volleyball. The sand pit is clean with NO bottles allowed in the pit, so there aren’t any worries about your bare feet getting cut. You serve, volley, bump and rotate for a few hours and realize that there is an annoying light shining in your eyes…the sun is coming up. Not wanting to see another Taichung sunrise, you head back in and dance some more.