Fung-Wah Redeemed - By Love

Bostonist has heard the Fung-Wah bus company maligned up and down the east coast, even before those regrettable bursting-into-flames incidents. Of course, considering the nearly inhuman number of trips that each sleepless driver makes, to have suffered only two spontaneous combustions seems to us not a bad record, especially at just $15 a trip, and extra especially when one considers the train's penchant to stop running entirely.

If low fares and a comparatively high completed-trip-to-fiery-ball-of-death ratio don't convince you, allow Bostonist to offer one further mark in favor of Fung-Wah: On Saturday evening, we attended the wedding of two friends, one from Brookline and one from Framingham, who fell in love after meeting two years ago on the Fung-Wah bus, on Valentine's Day. We don't know of any other chance meetings on Chinatown buses that have led to marriages, but damn - if an incident or two of fire on the highway is enough to dissuade you, isn't one incident of true love sufficient to win you back?