Weber Street /ˈwiːbər/, or Waterloo Regional Road 8, is a major roadway in Kitchener-Waterloo, Ontario, Canada. The street is likely named for early German immigrants from Pennsylvania (e.g. Daniel Weber) that migrated of the region. It is the only major street in Kitchener Waterloo with a Germanic name or named for German settlers in the region (most streets are name are mostly English).
Weber begins at the southern stub of King Street in Kitchener and ends by intersecting King again south of St. Jacobs, Ontario.
Weber weaves through residential and commercial areas of Waterloo and Kitchener and is agricultural at the northern terminus.
The road is broken up into four parts due to the geographical direction of the road:
Kitchener
- Weber Street East - Florence Avenue to Queen Street North
- Weber Street West - Queen Street North to the Kitchener-Waterloo Boundary near Raitar Avenue
Waterloo
- Weber Street South - Kitchener-Waterloo Boundary near Raitar Avenue to Erb Street East
- Weber Street North - Erb Street East to King Street North south of St. Jacobs, Ontario
Weber Street interests with a number of east-west thoroughfares:
- Conestoga Parkway
- Ottawa Street
- Frederick Street
- Victoria Street
- Erb Street
- Bridgeport Road
- University Avenue
- Columbia Street
- King Street
- Northfield Drive
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