Shin-Kurobe Station - Lines

Lines

  • Toyama Chihō Railway
    • Main Line
  • West Japan Railway Company
    • Hokuriku Shinkansen
Stations of the Nagano Shinkansen (Hokuriku Shinkansen)
  • (Tokyo
  • Ueno
  • Ōmiya
  • Kumagaya
  • Honjō-Waseda)
  • Takasaki
  • Annaka-Haruna
  • Karuizawa
  • Sakudaira
  • Ueda
  • Nagano
  • Under Construction (opening April 2015):
  • Nagano
  • Iiyama
  • Jōetsu
  • Itoigawa
  • Shin-Kurobe
  • Toyama
  • Shin-Takaoka
  • Kanazawa
  • Planned:
  • Kanazawa
  • Komatsu
  • Kagaonsen
  • Awaraonsen
  • Fukui
  • Nan'etsu
  • Tsuruga
Stations of the Toyama Chihō Railway Main Line
  • Dentetsu-Toyama
  • Inarimachi
  • Shinjō-Tanaka
  • Higashi-Shinjō
  • Etchū-Ebara
  • Etchū-Sangō
  • Etchū-Funahashi
  • Terada
  • Etchū-Izumi
  • Ainoki
  • Kamiichi
  • Shin-Miyakawa
  • Nakakazumi
  • Nishi-Kazumi
  • Nishi-Namerikawa
  • Naka-Namerikawa
  • Namerikawa
  • Hamakazumi
  • Hayatsukikazumi
  • Etchū-Nakamura
  • Nishi-Uozu
  • Dentetsu-Uozu
  • Shin-Uozu
  • Kyōden
  • Dentetsu-Ishida
  • Dentetsu Kurobe
  • Higashi-Mikkaichi
  • Ogyū
  • Nagaya
  • (Shin-Kurobe)
  • Shitayama
  • Wakaguri
  • Tochiya
  • Urayama
  • Oritateguchi
  • Oritate
  • Aimoto
  • Uchiyama
  • Otozawa
  • Unazukionsen

Coordinates: 36°52′29″N 137°28′56″E / 36.87472°N 137.48222°E / 36.87472; 137.48222

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