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Please check in at WILL CALL inside the Virginia City Depot at least 10 minutes before departure time with your printed or phone receipt to pick up boarding passes. We reserve the right to sell your seats if you don’t check-in 10 minutes prior to scheduled departure time.
Step into a world of holiday wonder as we invite you to embark on a journey like no other aboard the Virginia & Truckee Electric Holiday Train of Lights. Get ready to be captivated by the enchanting sights and sounds of the season as we transform our historic railway into a winter wonderland of sparkling lights and holiday cheer.
It¡¯s Christmas on the Comstock with thousands of LED lights! Here’s a video for you showing the train:
While riding, you and your family gets to enjoy the following:
Heated passenger cars
Complimentary cup of Virginia City¡¯s famous hot chocolate or apple cider
An artfully and beautifully lit train bedecked inside and out with holiday cheer
A real diesel locomotive in the winter snow with a real railroad crew!
Rare night time run along one of the most famous railroads in the world
Seeing Santa’s Workshop at the end of the line in Gold Hill, NV
Seeing Santa make an appearance on the Workshop platform
Watching your kid get excited when Santa reads their name
Finding that unique gift in our depot gift shop
Free parking across the street
As the sun sets and the evening sky darkens, our train comes to life with a breathtaking display of thousands of twinkling lights. Adorning our vintage railcars, the lights create a magical spectacle that’s sure to fill your heart with holiday joy. It’s a sight that will leave you in awe and set the perfect mood for your festive adventure.
Gather your loved ones, bundle up in your coziest winter gear, and climb aboard our festively decorated train. Our vintage railcars have been lovingly restored to their former glory, providing a warm and inviting atmosphere for passengers of all ages. Whether you’re sharing the experience with family, friends, or that special someone, the Virginia & Truckee Electric Holiday Train of Lights promises a memorable and heartwarming journey.
Create memories and traditions that last a lifetime! Reserve your ticket today!
Oh yes, bring a coat and dress warm!
Reservations are required and seating is assigned. Be sure to book early as trains will sell out quickly. Please choose carefully as all sales are final.
Reserve your tickets online.
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