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!