But when he reached a four-lane highway with gentle curves, good visibility and little traffic, "I just about fell asleep and ran off the road... Lulled by safety, I'd acted more dangerously."
All throughout the ride I looked back at him in the mirror above my head and saw that he was staring in amazement at all the towering skyscrapers and the buildings along the street.
The Catskill Mountain Railroad, which runs between Mount Tremper and Phoenicia near the Esopus Creek, 10 chugs through a 11 majestic tunnel of tree branches that looks like a cathedral.
For the first thirty miles the red earth road wound its way through the lowland forest, the giant trees standing in solid ranks alongside and their branches entwined in an archway of leaves above us.
We could plainly hear the tunes speak to us, while Akshay and I sat on either side fitting words to them, as they grew out of my brother's nimble fingers.