I have so been in that 'afterconcert' rush. We made the mistake of parking in the garage of a casino where there was a huge headliner(we had no idea unitil the nightmare after), while we went to a smaller sexy nightclub around the corner (same place, totally different vibe, obviously) 5 inch no platform Gucci knee high boots and a full 5 blocks back to our hotel because we could not, after waiting a full hour, get out of the garage (apparently there had been a shooting
) and we decided to walk. I ultimately walked barefoot (nylons were shot after two seconds) back rather than sacrifice my heels to the vegas concrete and my feet to the torture. I could barely limp in my boots by the bottom of the garage (they had closed off all of the elevators as well, oh joy), let alone walk any further. And it was so insane there were just NO cabs. I would have paid anything, literally any price to get back to my hotel. This was a few years ago, healthy and thin and it still took me weeks to truly recover, that was quite the trip!!