Leytonstone High Road Railway Station
Leytonstone High Road station is a railway station in Leytonstone, London in the London Borough of Waltham Forest, on the Gospel Oak to Barking Line, between Leyton Midland Road and Wanstead Park. It has two platforms that are elevated approximately 20 feet above ground level, each of which contains a metal shelter, covered but not completely enclosed. Ticket machines and Oyster validators (for touching in and out) are installed under the arch at the foot of the stairs in the picture. It is also served by London Bus routes 257 and W14.
Although the railway crosses over the London Underground's Central Line almost immediately north west of the station, there is no direct interchange - Leytonstone station is about a 10 minute walk away. Despite the distance, travellers using Oyster cards can make the interchange as part of a single journey.
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