Amsterdam Science Park Railway Station

Amsterdam Science Park Railway Station

Amsterdam Science Park is a railway station, in east Amsterdam, the Netherlands. The station lies on the Amsterdam–Zutphen railway between Amsterdam Muiderpoort and Diemen. The station is to serve the Science Park Amsterdam and the Watergraafsmeer area of Amsterdam. Construction of the station was to begin by April 2009 but started in June 2009, and the station opened on 13 December 2009 by Amsterdam mayor Job Cohen.

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