I wrote an article titled exactly this for the magazine after a trip to Morocco… There were strangers, they were kind, we stayed for a night then they weren’t strangers.
In another story I saw a man with a wheelie suitcase in La Punt Chaumes last week. He was walking to the source of the river Inn and was following it through Austria into Switzerland from the Danube. It was getting dark. I stopped the car, picked him up and drove him the 11 kilometress to St Moritz. He was very smelly after being on the road for ages and his wheelie suitcase weighed about 60kg, full of books….
I dropped him off in St Moritz town centre where he wanted to be. I bet he was a multimillionaire eccentric and was going to check into a suite at the Klum or Kempinski for a week…. anyway, I thought it was kind to pick him up.