We have some not-close friends who are very wealthy. Not billionaires but very deep into the millionaire range. Mansions, fleet of expensive cars, private jet. That sort of thing. The husband took up all sorts of extreme hobbies. He does rather risky vacations and adventures (wife refuses to go with him because she’s more grounded and not willing to risk the lives of their kids). It’s almost like the husband has come to believe that being rich makes him immortal, as if any situation he might find himself in can be remedied with enough cash. He seems to not understand that there are simply some perils that all the money in the world cannot save you from.