The Oxford to London coach route is an express coach route between Oxford and London along the M40 motorway. The Oxford Tube, which is operated by Stagecoach, runs 5 coaches an hour via Lewknor, Hillingdon in west London, Shepherd's Bush and terminates in Buckingham Palace Road, Victoria. The X90, which is operated by the Oxford Bus Company runs 3 coaches an hour via Baker Street and terminates at Victoria Coach Station.
With a total of 150 journeys a day in each direction it is the highest frequency long distance coach route currently operating in the United Kingdom. By way of comparison, there are 15 coach journeys a day from Cambridge to London.
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