Barry Island Railway Station

Barry Island railway station is a railway station, 9¼ miles (15 km) south-west of Cardiff Central, serving Barry Island (Welsh: Ynys y Barri) in South Wales. The station has been the terminus – and only remaining active station – of the Barry Island branch of the Vale of Glamorgan Line since the closure of Barry Pier station in 1976.

Passenger services, operated by Arriva Trains Wales as part of the Valley Lines network, currently use the first half of platform 1.

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