East Midlands Parkway Railway Station
East Midlands Parkway is a railway station located north of Ratcliffe-on-Soar on the Midland Main Line in the East Midlands of England. It provides park and ride facilities for rail passengers on the routes from Leicester to Derby and Nottingham. It is also the closest station to East Midlands Airport, some four miles away.
The site of the station is in southwest Nottinghamshire, about 0.3 miles (500 m) from the border with Leicestershire and 0.6 miles (1 km) from that with Derbyshire, between the existing stations at Loughborough, Long Eaton and Attenborough. The initial shuttle bus service linking the station and the airport has ceased, but it is possible to take a taxi at a reduced fare providing the booking is made at least 12 hours in advance. The main station building and the 850 vehicle car park are to the west of the line, opposite Ratcliffe-on-Soar Power Station. Road access is via the A453, which provides a link to the nearby (three minute drive) M1 motorway.
The Midland Main Line (MML) is not electrified north of Bedford therefore all services are operated by diesel trains. This is set to change by 2019 when a scheme to electrify the remainder of the line is set to be completed, this along with faster line speeds, means the station will be under 80 minutes from the capital.
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