The United States of America.
Actually we got assigned to Panama, and since I can't handle two more years of not being able to drink the water, two more years of living somewhere that needs the Peace Corps, two more years of cockroaches and being afraid to run by myself, that means we will be moving back to the USA. Seriously.
I will leave it that I am exceptionally disappointed. I really thought after living in an exceptionally difficult and dangerous third-world country for the last two years we would have earned our way past that. Apparently it doesn't work that way.
I will write more when I'm better able to mince words. In the meantime, feel free to shoot me an email and I'll tell you how I really feel.