
We pass its 8-foot walls and imposing entrance on frequent walks to the bay.

The five-acre DuPont Estate was sold to a member of the Saudi royal family. We walk by often but have never seen "the Sheik" or even a human. All we know is the large, angry dog barking at the gate as we pass by.
Early this year a "for sale" sign went up. For $22 million the Sheik's huge house, complete with tennis court, pool, and boat house, could have been yours. While I couldn't imagine that kind of money, I could imagine what life was like on the other side of its tall walls.
Friday night was different, the estate's front gate was open and as we passed a big, brown dog ran out. As it headed towards us I realized it wasn't the guard dog but a large, playful poodle. A man ran out chasing it and once the dog was caught, he apologized.
I told him we admired his house. He told us he was only the caretaker and that he was moving things out adding, "It's been sold, a rich Venezuelan got it cheap, $18 million".
We nodded, pretending that $18 million was very little to pay for a house too. He told us the place going to be demolished and something new built.
We walked on with me still thinking, "What's the Sheik's house like?" The next day I found out (and took these pictures).



admire his art collection


Lounging around in the living room I felt very sheik-like.
Prices weren't cheap but this
The gypsy lady had no price tag but she was probably beyond my reach.
We all know why some
cells are padded.

I asked the woman in charge if we could meet the Sheik. "Are you kidding?" She replied, "He hasn't been here in years. He only showed up for short visits every five years. People like him collect houses all over the world."
I walked home thinking the sheik life probably wasn't all that great. I'm sticking with our cottage on Palmetto Avenue.
The sheik's sale will continue 'til four today.
When I left the gypsy lady and laughing elephant were still available.
One word: GAH!
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