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!