List of Sam Trans Bus Lines

List Of Sam Trans Bus Lines

This is a list of bus routes operated by the San Mateo County Transit District (SamTrans) primarily in San Mateo County of the San Francisco Bay Area, in the state of California.

Notes:

  • A San Francisco Stops Restriction applies to routes operating into and out of San Francisco (indicated with a †)
    • Northbound (from San Mateo County): Samtrans cannot pick up northbound passengers at San Francisco stops
    • Southbound (to San Mateo County): Passengers boarding in San Francisco may not disembark in San Francisco
  • NB - northbound, SB - southbound
  • Sunday service is run during most holidays.

Read more about List Of Sam Trans Bus Lines:  Local Bus Lines With BART Connections, Local Bus Lines With Caltrain Connection, Local Bus Lines With Both BART and Caltrain Connection, Express Bus Line, Community Bus Lines

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