Well, I don’t know, Rod, but that doesn’t seem like too bad a way to check out.
Come to think of it, the millionaire’s death bears some resemblance to the last days of President Mitterrand. If I remember the story correctly, he abandoned treatment of the cancer that was killing him and went on a trip to Egypt with his wife (or was it his mistress?) and then returned to France to be with his mistress (or was it his wife?).
His last meal was, reputedly, with close friends. He dined on oysters and ortolan (a rare – and apparently tasty – bird from southwestern France that it is illegal to hunt, sell or eat).
Mitterrand was a ghastly man, but, whatever else you might say about him, his final days seem to have had a certain style.