When me and my brother were like 15 we went to NY, and we were taking a subway to...maybe the Met? Anyway someone said it was X stops away, so we got on the train blissfully aware of the express train and ended waaaaaaaaaaaay up there. Maybe the Bronx? We got off the subway, walked out with 100% black folks in our dumb white t-shirts and tourist backpacks onto the street, and this elderly gentlemen comes up to us, doesn't even ask where we were going, and tells us where the subway entrance was, and then watched to make sure we made it ok.