You're probably in 'So-ye' on a day trip from Palma. If you're holidaying here, you're probably making your way back from Palma. If you live here, well done, you're likely to be loaded and you've no need for any of this nonsense.
Whatever the whyfors, the Ferrocarril de Sóller will likely have been involved at some point and avoids the each-way toll if you had decided to drive.
This old, electric railway runs the 17-or-so miles north from Palma and while none of the engines or carriages are the 1912 originals, they're still best described as 'vintage'.
 If you do live here and you're loaded, there's a good chance you drive a taxi but more on that in a minute.
Remarkably, the train only takes 25 minutes and that includes a bendy, 200-metre climb that takes in 13 tunnels and a viaduct, none shown.
That time also includes an initially, worrying stop just about on the viaduct but it's all for your benefit, the view down to Sóller and beyond is an eyeful.
The train was needed to get the valuable crops of oranges and lemons from the cut-off town down to the port at Palma, that steep mountain pass just not passing muster by the 1900s.
They traded in the citrus for centuries and the source of the Vitamin C, you see, is the supposed source of the gold in the Arabic name.
What's that? You fancy a plodge? For that, you'll have to head north to the beach at Port de Sóller. in the centre.
It's a walkable three miles but mainly along a busy road so the sensible option is the Tranvía de Sóller, another heritage, wooden train although it's more of a tram and will have you watching your ™s back in the centre.
Port de Sóller is more your traditional, Mediterranean resort although some of the beach could best be described as erm, serviceable. No, the best bet here seems to be a boat trip north-east to Port de sa Calobra.
You'll get a taste of the mountainous north-west part of the island that's said to be good walking country. It's also a mecca for cyclists following in the foot pedals of Sir who was known to do his winter training here.
Better that than them spoiling your day driving up a hill in the Yorkshire Dales, eh?
Port de sa Calobra, by the way, looks to offer not much more than lunch and you'll be battling with the busloads and the cyclists for a seat.
A tip... the trains back to Palma are quite infrequent and the last one was at 18:30. Pushed for time and deciding not to disembark, it's back on the tram and back at Sóller's main station by six on the dot.
By ten past, it's standing room only and peep-peep! He's off! Seems this happens quite often and stragglers will then have to deal with...
a) A deliberately indecipherable compensation claim form.
b) A Sóller taxi driver, rubbing his hands in glee.
Looks like they 'So-ye' coming!