The gothic bridge crossing the river Parga in the middle of the village takes you across to this medieval market town, the huge granite slabs raised as tables have been used for centuries, and the covered market has been recently refurbished.
It's market day in Parga - a chance to buy anything from a donkey, goat or cow to shoes, farm tools and octopus...
We bought octopus, boiled in huge kettles and snipped into chunks onto wooden plates by red fingered ladies who have done this for decades.
This part of Galicia feels very familiar. The rolling green hills, granite farm houses and changeable weather reminds you immediately of Cornwall as you cycle through the narrow lanes. Huge swathes of yellow flowering broom fills the hedgerows and your nostrils. Bright sunshine is replaced in minutes by heavy rain and we dash for cover.