There are not too many Army personnel operating under the delusion that they will see the more desireable parts of the world. Join the Army and see the world? I don't think so.
Reasons I joined the Navy in 1984 with a deferred enlistment beginning in 1985:
1) I wasn't ready for college. I was by the time I ended my hitch.
2) The Navy actually has bases in exotic locales. I was stationed in Pearl Harbor, but even San Diego would've been preferable to most of the mainland Army and Air Force bases I have seen.
3) Most of the Navy runs one or two times a year and I hate jogging.
4) Most of the Navy lives in air conditioning of varying effectiveness.
5) Three hots and a real cot almost everyday. My only time in the mud was voluntary.
Now to maximize my chances of travel, I chose to become an unrated seaman and strike into a rating OTJ aboard ship, rather than get an instacrow rating as a Fire Control Technician or something else requiring a six year hitch, A and C, schools though I was offered this track by a very eager recruiter based on my ASVAB scores. Once you get over the idea of learning a "civilian marketable skill,"
especially since I only wanted some seasoning and the college money, the "dream sheet" for assignments opens up wonderfully. I went to Pearl after choosing Hawaii with my detailer after I had graduated boot and basic seamanship training as an E-2. I found that I was appreciated in the deck division of my destroyer by my division officer, Chief Boatswain's Mate and the weapons officer, because they considered me pretty sharp, so I struck to become a Boatswain's Mate myself and I became an E-5 with almost a year left in my enlistment because the rating was wide open for advancement compared to others.
I went to Canada, Seattle, Portland, San Francisco, San Diego, Maui, Hawaii, Kauai, Guam, The Phillipines, Japan, Korea, Hong Kong, Singapore, Diego Garcia, Oman, Qatar, Bahrain, Kenya, India, Sri Lanka, Austrailia, Tonga, Western Samoa, and American Samoa. I explored extending my enlistment, but the only billets available in Hawaii were in supply ships or the minesweepers and those vessels do not interest me to this day. I got out.
All of the places I went in the Navy beat the $%&* out of Fort Hood, Texas where I visited my brother the 21st Cav helo mechanic once. Of course my best friend in high school joined the Navy around the same time I did and got to see RTC San Diego, the Philly Naval Shipyard, and Keflavik, Iceland. It sucks to be a Yeoman, YMMV!