As the Cruising World Turns

I realize that my blog is now reading like a soap opera, and I have to laugh.  Matt, would you say I'm still living a "blogable life"? 
Let's see, it was yesterday (wow, feels like ages ago already) that Todd said "we have to talk."  He had made up his mind – he wasn't ready to cruise, financially and emotionally.  So he's turning the boat around and going home to the BVI to work for a few more years.  The back story here which I've learned piecemeal is that he started this voyage thinking he'd have his girlfriend, her kids, and her bank account added to the kitty.  A few weeks before I came, she left.  He thought he could carry on but as it turns out, he doesn't want to.  Now, everyone that knows the guy thinks that if he would just get sailing that he'd snap out of this state he's in.  But Todd doesn't wanna.  Sooooo, he offered to fly me anywhere I wanted to go, and put me up for a few weeks once I got there as an "I'm sorry I got you into this mess".  It was very generous.
I pretty much knew what my plan would be immediately, but I needed to spend an hour or so reeling over the news.  Truth be told, I was going to try and find another boat in Panama.  But it's infinitely easier to find a boat if you're on a boat.  So I had a chat with Ian, who is the co-master of giving pep talks.  (I say co-master because folks say I'm the master of pep talks.)  He echoed the details of my plan:  get flown to Panama and put up in a hotel; find another boat.  The experiences of the last month are not wasted – I've learned a lot about what to look/watch out for.  The right thing will come along, and if it doesn't, well, cross that bridge when I come to it. 
There was a slight chance of hitching a ride on one of a couple of boats here in Curacao that are headed to Panama.  But the boat we were closest with, Lison Life, set a policy of no crew which they wanted to stick to.  Liberty had a full house.  So why monkey around?  Get my booty to Panama!
Todd and I booked a flight for Monday morning, and he'll give me cash for the hotel and taxis in Panama. Sooo nice!
What the other crew, Melissa, is going to do I don't yet know.  She hasn't been on the boat since Todd broke the news.  She's got a friend visiting so she's off with him.  Lucky girl.
The atmosphere on One World is, as you can imagine, somber.  2.5 more days.