Talk about your dichotomy. Salford Central is such a bizarre juxtaposition of ultra-contemporary versus old it's not even postmodern any more. It's something else. Something much darker and more dangerous. Well, not really. Although certain elements of it do feel a little dark and dangerous.
In the past few years it's undergone a refurb. The brunette often visits me from this station, and upon her first time coming from here I popped over there to guide her back to my apartment. Surprised, I certainly was. The glass frontage is very impressive, although it does seem somewhat vestigial. It's the largest and most seemingly pointless entrance hall I've ever seen. I'd understand its existence if it actually had seats instead of the odd random bit of wall you might just about manage to perch your bot on. Indeed, it has screens informing you which trains are arriving and departing, which any station should have, but Salford Central, really... why have you built this if there's no use for it? Where's the Pumpkin Café, the Urban Baguette, the Crunchy Pasty... okay, I am just making names up now but you get the point. It just seems like a gargantuan waste of space. Not in a horrible way, just in a... 'uh?' kind of way. Not even a vending machine? Really? This could be a great station, it's certainly big enough.
What it does have, which I discovered when I was most unready, is a man behind a bit of plastic. Yes, I was gingerly walking along, trying to find my way around this Escher-like creation, when a random voice called to me, asking if it could help. Where the hell was it coming from? There was no front desk... Ah, yes, there we go, put the man behind the bit of plastic right behind the corner of the wall so he remains unseen until he calls out to you, shocking you to the core. Seriously, you'd understand if you were stood in that starkly lit vast entrance hall with no one else around. It's the perfect setting for a horror movie. Anyway, he helped me, even though I knew where I was going. He was very over-zealous and I felt sorry for him.
When it comes to actually getting into the platforms, well, they might as well have installed a time machine. Suddenly you walk through a vast, ancient tunnel, again, apt for a horror movie, and neo-Gothically spooky. Upon entering the platform, there you are in the sixties. Everything looks a bit grotty and there are spiders everywhere. Nightmare for me, but I just made sure I didn't stand under any. It really is the weirdest train station, I waxed lyrical about it as soon as the brunette hopped off her train. 'Isn't this horrifying?' I said as I guided her through the tunnel.
'Why?' she asked.
Help me out, why don't you. She did, however, appreciate that the entrance hall was just ridiculous. Maybe they haven't finished it yet... I shall keep you posted. In the meantime, it's worth taking a train from here just for the entertainment involved. Seriously, it's bizarre. And therefore, I suppose, pretty interesting. read more