Rose Quarter Transit Center is a station in the MAX Light Rail system and a TriMet bus transit center, and is located in the Rose Quarter area of Portland, Oregon, a part of the Lloyd District. It is served by the Blue, Green and Red lines. It is currently the 8th stop eastbound on the Eastside MAX as well as the first stop after crossing the Willamette River on the Steel Bridge. Formerly, it was the 7th stop eastbound on the original Eastside MAX. Two hundred yards to west of the station is the Interstate/Rose Quarter station on the MAX Yellow Line. Originally called the Coliseum Transit Center, it was renamed Rose Quarter Transit Center in 1994. As of September 2012, the transit center is served by six TriMet bus routes.
The transit center is located at 47 NE Holladay Street where it intersects NE Wheeler Avenue; the MAX station platforms are under an Interstate 5 overpass. The station serves the Rose Quarter area, which includes the Rose Garden Arena and the Memorial Coliseum located just to the northwest. The station has three platforms—two side platforms plus an additional island platform and track used as train storage and during special events. The Portland Vintage Trolley car barn is located on the north side of the platforms and connects to the tracks just to the east of the station. Bus service from the surrounding stops serves much of North and Northeast Portland. Because most of the platform length is under the freeway overpass and the Rose Quarter is a major transit hub, this station can be very loud after events in the Rose Quarter neighborhood.
From 2001 to 2012, the transit center was located within Fareless Square (renamed the Free Rail Zone in 2010), but the free-ride zone was discontinued in September 2012. There is also a concessionaire building located at this station offering refreshments.
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