Bani Transportation

Terrible service. Taxi was late, they charged me more than previously stated for a ride to the airport and the driver left me at the wrong airline and refused to take me to the right one.

20 minutes late for an airport trip, dispatcher called me sweetheart. Charged 40 from jp to airport, which is reasonable, but only take cash.

I work in JP and its always a pain getting a cab to come to the office. But then I looked on Unilocal,saw good reviews for Bani and gave it a go. I was overjoyed with the service. They took less than 5 minutes and charged me a $ 20 flat rate to go to South Boston. Have only used them once, but compared to waiting 20 minutes and still having no cab show with other companies, I definitely recommend giving them a try.

In planning our trip out west for a bike tour, we called Bani to inquire how much it would be to get to the airport in a van. We had our two bikes boxed up and ready to go, so we’d need the space. Both times I’d called I was given a price quote of $ 30 to the airport.
Our flight was early, and on the morning of our trip we had to call them because the van wasn’t there on time. The man we spoke to said he’d have to wake someone up. When the van arrived the driver handed us his cell phone which was connected to the owner of the company. The owner informed us that in fact the price to get a van to the airport was $ 80. We responded by informing him that we’d been quoted $ 30 two separate times. His response was a superficial «sorry» as he explained that the woman we spoke with didn’t know the correct fee. It was supposed to be $ 80.
During several minutes of back and forth I pointed out (to no avail) that a representative of HIS company had misquoted and so the mistake was theirs to fix. In his rude tone, he held to the $ 80, not even offering any discount to make up for his company’s mistake. In the end, since we had a long and long awaited trip to begin, we had to suck it up and pay the money. We had more to lose than he did.
I won’t call them again and I encourage everyone to find a more honest and courteous service to support.

remember — livery service so more expensive to get to the Airport…

After calling 4 times and getting «he’s five minutes away» for an answer, I canceled the cab request. Won’t be calling here again.

When I lived in JP, I loved Bani. They usually had a car, as Alex mentioned, a nice Lincoln, waiting on me in a flash. I always asked the dispatcher for the cost so there would be no surprises– remember, there’s no meter.
The vast majority of the drivers, actually each of the drivers I’ve had, are handsome Hispanic men. They generally speak very little English, but most enjoy trying to have a conversation with you, if you’re into it. If not, they just courteously get you where you’re going.
You gotta like Spanish music, though, because that is what you’ll be listening to, unless you get one of the younger cuties, who will switch to 94.5 when you get in.
Ahhh, I miss Bani.
Word of advice: be careful on «long» trips (like JP to Downtown, or JP to Cambridge) — get the price from the dispatcher AND the driver when you get in the car.

Unlike many people, I do not have many gripes with taking the Orange Line. I live right off of Stony Brook and I love it. The only problem I ever have is with all the cute commuter queens hardly ever checking me out. I’m still waiting for my Craigslist Missed Connection. But once in awhile, when I’m feeling lazy (hungover) or rushed (sober, en route to drinking destination), the thought of riding the T can be nauseating, and I ache for those bastards at Red Cab and MetroCab to come get me.
I called 411 in an attempt to find a quick and dependable cab service for the JP/​Roxbury area, and was referred to a car company by the name of Atlantic Transportation. This company was fine for several weeks, until one of the managers, also a driver, got a little too friendly. His gay-​dar was on one day when he asked me if I would be interested in his brother. The next time he drove me, he told me that the plan had been put on the back burner, as his brother just went BACK to jail. The next ride, he invited me into his cocaine trafficking business; the week after, invted me into his bedroom.
Back to 411, and enter Bani Transportation. Five to 15 minutes after placing a call to the dispatcher, I’m running downstairs to find a nice, non-​metered livery vehicle waiting to whisk me away. On a couple occasions, I have still been on the phone with the dispatcher when they informed me the car was outside. This left very little time for me to empty the contents of my goodie drawer into my purple purse before skipping down the stairs and off to another Friday nite. How exciting it is, pulling up to the club and popping out of the back of a white Lincoln (albeit, one blasting Spanish music…). I live for that white Lincoln. Unforunately, I believe on that particular occasion, I was transported via mini-​van, and the only patron on the patio oogling me was the daddy who probably thought I was some underage boy being dropped off by his mother. Not cute.
I can’t really say the Bani drivers are friendly, as many of them rarely talk, which is probably because they are not exactly masters of the English language. Despite this, I have never had a miscommunication problem with them. They never complain on Sundays, when I probably reek of booze as I struggle to make it to work. They don’t say anything when I’m sitting in the back, jabbering away on my phone. If you get the black Impala, you can smoke in the back. Two of them I finally know by name. Many of them don’t seem to have a problem when my tired ass begs for a stop at Dunkin. I have never felt uncomfortable in my 1+ year of Bani.
I pay a flat rate of $ 15 for rides to the Fenway and Theater District, which is about equal to what I would pay any cab with the fare and the tip. Since there is no meter, ask the cost up front if you are a new rider. Better yet, ask the dispatcher on the phone. They operate 24 hours, as many of my friends who have gone for Saturday morning sun rise cruises in the white Lincoln can attest. Also, Lincolns and mini-​vans = big cars, so piling people in is never really a problem.
I have been riding in Bani vehicles for over a year now. One of the female dispatchers knows my number (and two most frequented destinations) – when I call she is all over it, even calling my «Mama»… although I believe this is because she thinks I am a woman, not because she is a fag hag.
Minus one star for the slow driving man (older, teal Lincoln), smelly man (blocked this car from my mind), and the scary mini van with the broken door, which makes for awfully frigid rides in the winter months.