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Ayrault Pérez, Juan




                       8.4     More than just a station – Beyond efficiency, technology and engineering


                 The importance of stations on passenger experience was mentioned at the beginning of this paper
                 and takes part of its final conclusions. It is a fact that, beyond functionality and technology, the
                 place where the travel starts and ends has an effect than leans more on psychology than on pure
                 ‘rational’ concepts. It is certain that passengers appreciate the efficiency of a HS service, value the
                 time spared, compare the fares with other transport modes, take advantage of services offered...

                 But their experiences do not end there. Feelings driven by colours and smells, images seen or
                 remembered, memories of other places visited, of sad farewells, of friendly encounters... A
                 station is a complex space where people meet and divert, where many things could happen
                 and, more than everything, where the adventure of travel starts or finishes. Do not forget that
                 the train itself is a strange transport mode where human relations can happen, more than in
                 any other one. In fact, trains are moving spaces where the comedy of life continues at stage
                 and, surprisingly, moves. I consciously avoid to mention how many stories have been written
                 about events happened on a train and a station. This is another story...





































                                        Figure 62: Stazione Termini – Vittorio de Sica. Source: Pinterest .

                 A travel to and from Atocha cannot be understood without the passenger impression on his or
                 her arrival/departure: journey, way in, waiting time, arrangements, shopping, departure...
                 From Atocha windows, strange artefacts can be seen: a columned building crowned with winged
                 horses, a neoclassic temple on top of a hill, an odd campanile escaped from Tuscany emerging
                 behind a row of French‐like buildings with slate roofs and Parisian mansards, aligned like a
                 train, an endless horizon of working class blocks...

                 Inside the buildings, walls of smooth orange‐red bricks bring echoes from Amsterdam or London;
                 a huge iron vault shelters an unexpected tropical garden surrounded by a thin mist, strange
                 creature grown in a dry and continental city with harsh winters.





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