The happiest I’ve ever been while traveling was during a business trip to Las Vegas a couple of years ago. I was staying at one of the newest and biggest hotels on the Strip, a pleasure palace of such colossal proportions that the architects had massed the exterior windows in groups of eight to trick passersby into thinking there were fewer of them. Otherwise, the thousands of little square apertures would have made the building look like a prison.

Inside, the hotel was laid out according to Rule #1 of Las Vegas commercial space planning: Abandon hope, all ye who enter here. Once you ventured into the vast, glittering casino, all bets were off, directionwise: no walls, no doors, no signs provided the slightest hint of orientation.

I’m no gambler, but I was thrilled. For once, everyone I saw was just as lost as I was. …

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