Anderson Regional Transportation Center
Anderson Regional Transportation Center (RTC) is a train and bus station located at 100 Atlantic Ave., off Commerce Way in Woburn, Massachusetts, a suburb of Boston. It can be accessed from Exit 37C off Interstate 93 or the Washington Street exit off Interstate 95/Route 128. It opened on April 28, 2001, and was named in memory of James R. "Jimmy" Anderson (1968–1981). Its services and facilities include:
- A stop on Amtrak's Downeaster service to New Hampshire and Maine
- A stop on the MBTA Commuter Rail Lowell Line, with inbound service to North Station in Boston
- Logan Express bus service to Logan International Airport
- Two large parking lots
- Bicycle parking
- A staffed ticket window
- A small concession and vending area
- A Dunkin' Donuts kiosk
- Well-lit, enclosed waiting areas
- Restrooms
MetroNorth Shuttle service that connected the station to locations in Woburn, Burlington and Lexington ended in 2006, and the Manchester Shuttle service to Manchester-Boston Regional Airport ended in 2008.
There are separate parking lots for overnight parking and for commuter rail (day-only) parking. The former is intended for airport and Amtrak customers and is more expensive. The Massport lot has 875 spaces and the MBTA lot has 1,500 spaces.
As of 2012, there are 30 commuter-rail departures to Boston each weekday, the most of any MBTA station outside Boston after Beverly, which has 31 departures, and Salem, which has 29.
Of the eleven Amtrak stations in Massachusetts, Woburn was the seventh busiest in FY2010, boarding or detraining an average of approximately 40 passengers daily.
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