Gateway / Northeast 99th Avenue Transit Center
The Gateway/Northeast 99th Avenue Transit Center station is a light rail station on the MAX Blue, Green and Red lines in Portland, Oregon, United States. It is the 15th stop eastbound on the current Eastside MAX, 13th on the original line. This station is where all three lines split eastbound.
The station is next to the interchange of Interstate 84 and Interstate 205, and behind a Fred Meyer store. This station contains three tracks and platforms, surrounded by bus stops. The eastern track is used by Blue and Green line trains heading towards Hillsboro and Portland State University, respectively; trains open up to both the side and center platforms. The middle track is to the west of the center platform and used by Beaverton-bound Red Line trains. Finally, the western-most track has a side platform and is used by all trains, with Blue Line trains headed towards Gresham, Green Line trains towards Clackamas, and Red Line trains toward the Airport.
Parking is available at this station.
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