Any exhaustingly and/or exasperatingly long walk through Las Vegas, usually resulting from a
gross misjudgment of the distance between
points due to the
flat landscape and oversized buildings.
Dad led us on another Las Vegas death
march today - "Oh, come on, we're not wasting good
money on a taxi! Rio is right over there!" You'd think he'd learned his lesson after the Circus
Circus fiasco!