DC FORUM SPECIAL
BY DC CUEVA
There are certain things that gets this person in a state of being anticipatory: a Bay Area sports team is playing for a championship, the every two-year fortnight known as the Olympic Games, a new season of any MTV Reality series, or anything that's related to the passions I have. It's likely that you have had those occasions where you are ready for something you've waited some time for and just can't seem to sleep at night. Well, that's something I have whenever my parents make reservations for something that, for them, happens a few times each year when they travel out of town and force me to be the man of the house for a week at a time.
But once every year for most of the dozen years, either they or my sister & brother-in-law have tagged this one along to go on a few days' vacation outside of the Bay Area. Over my lifetime, I've had the chance to travel to some great places, though in reality I have only stepped foot in just one country outside the U.S. and four other states other than California... it's unlike those who, thanks to social media, have grown a strong rapport with in the people who make up the family who star in the shows I have considered my favorite for two decades.
A few times, the Cueva family has made that long plane flight over the Pacific to the homeland of my parents & relatives, the Philippines - the "Motherland" as we call it. Five times, we've taken that 7-hour drive down the Los Angeles area--three to Disneyland & Universal Studios as a kid, a fourth to my sister's graduation from UC Riverside in 2002, and a fifth two years ago when we celebrated my niece's birthday with Mickey & friends. A couple times, I've joined my dad to visit my relatives in New York City, and I've been to Hawaii also a few times. And before the advent of the nearby Indian casinos in California, I traveled to Reno a few times, even spending a spring break week in Lake Tahoe. And the most recent vacation saw me win $2,000 on the slots much to my stunned self.

But in the course of the past decade - and whose lineage goes all the way back 25 years, there is no place outside of where I live in the San Francisco Bay Area where I have developed such a great love affair with than with the city of
Las Vegas. It seems that when the first talks of us possibly going there, I begin getting into that mood. The thing I have referred to on social media as
#DCVegas has become my own personal equivalent of the Super Bowl: the biggest event in my own universe. I've been there more often than any other vacation destination: nine times dating back to the summer of 1994.
To prove how big a Vegas enthusiast I am, as an online shopper I've collected many things related to the entertainment capital of the world: travel guides, movies including the entire Hangover trilogy, two Real World seasons that have been filmed there, and other souvenirs. I have several private playlists on my YouTube channel devoted to Vegas and things related to it: travel videos, live slot play, things related to the city and other matters so I can watch and put myself in that mood. And there's many SD cards with photos and video I've taken from my adventures there which have been posted across my social channels.
For a trip that takes anywhere from three to five days to enjoy the sunshine and the pleasure, it takes as many as three months for me to meticulously plan out all the details to have the best possible trip experience during the 50+ hours that I am actually on the ground in Vegas itself. I have a dedicated folder full of Vegas material ready for me for every trip, so I do not have to go back to square one again to plan each trip, and will only need to get updated guides and print-outs to reflect any changes to the town since the last time I was there. This process is the same for everyone who plan trips months in advance to make sure things run smoothly come vacation time.
And there's nothing like the week and the last 24 hours leading into any #DCVegas trip, or any big vacation I go on, for that matter. There's having to buy new gear and clothes, wash any garments I may consider to put into my luggage, dusting off my Under Armour shoes that I only take out of my closet just for these occasions, and buying enough music to fill the many devices I have & keep my checkbook happy. And there's also a tradition I have of getting a fresh haircut the day before, or the day of, any big trip. These are all signs that I'm ready to head out of town for the time of my life... and it doesn't officially begin until I play in my plugs ZZ Top's version of Elvis Presley's "Viva Las Vegas" the moment I arrive in the city - a modern day tradition of all of my Vegas journeys.