Anyway, we arrived in New Mexico with a renewed perspective on the future. Who knew that the secret to creating clarity in your life involved lots of Taco Bell and navigating sketchy, abandoned towns in search of bathrooms (preferably ones not resembling a crime scene). I recommend it highly.
It really came down to Greg (that bastard!). For the past six years, his only plan was to return to the Army. It was the only thing he ever truly saw himself doing. He now had to decide if he could live with the time he had already served, and try out a different career, or find another way to return to the Army.
a) Greg had a job waiting at my uncle's company. It was a great job, but could he see himself doing it forever? He wasn't sure. I also wasn't sure about living in New York for the rest of our lives, though being around family would have been a huge plus.
b) He could work for my uncle for a few years and join the National Guard, in the hopes that one day he might be able to attend OCS through them, and eventually be made Active Duty.
And the third, most "adventurous" option.
c) We would live in New York for a few months to get our feet on the ground, and he would train up until January. He would then enlist under an 18x contract. This would mean he would go back into the Army as an E5 (I believe) and enter the pipeline to try to be selected for Special Forces. He couldn't live with himself going back to exactly where he had left off, but he could live with doing something different and more challenging.
Can you guess what we decided together?
So, with that decision having been made, we decided to spend our time exploring Taos. But as fate would have it, Taos is a small town with very poor internet connection, which meant we needed to pass the time by consuming a lot of alcohol, chips, and guacamole. Of far higher quality than Taco Bell.
That's when we got a phone call, only moments after arriving in New Orleans, that changed the game once more. But that will be in Part 4. The final part. I hope.
Until then, here are pictures of us drunkenly (and happily) walking around New Mexico.