I agree whole heartedly with you.
I love having visitors, I love people dropping in, I always go to the gates if people call by. I talk to the neighbours, I share things with them and I chat to the adults with learning difficulties in our community.
A few months ago, a friend of a friend broke down with her cattle trailer. I lived an hour away on the journey she was doing, so I offer to be a lay over point. A random young guy picked her trailer up, via Facebook, turned up at my farm at 11pm. Friend of a friend’s husband came to mine and arrived at 2am to take the cattle to their end destination.
I had tea, and fudge I had made with the nice young guy, and after an hour we realised we knew some mutual friends. Six degrees of separation and all that.
So, I got no sleep, my neighbours laughed their heads off, and I met some new people. What’s the harm?