Tren de soller

Tren de Sóller
My daughter and I travelled to Sóller today aboard a tram—but not just any tram. This was the historic wooden tramway first built in 1912, a charming relic from another age. Originally designed to carry both passengers and agricultural produce, chiefly the valley’s famed oranges and lemons, it earned the affectionate nickname “the orange tram.” Before its arrival, Sóller was isolated, tacked away in a remote mountain valley. The railway transformed the town’s fortunes, opening it to trade and travel, and breathing new life into its economy.
There’s a quiet thrill in riding such a vintage carriage, listening to the old-fashioned whistle that’s all but vanished elsewhere, and the rhythmic clatter of wheels over the track. The route winds through breathtaking scenery, rolling groves, stone terraces, and the distant shimmer of mountains.
These days, nearly every visitor to Sóller arrives this way. The tram is no longer just a means of transport—it’s become part of the destination itself.