In Camarinas we found a nice little patio cafe.
The only other occupants of the outdoor tables were a friendly lady, her elderly Gallecian father and Panamanian mother — plus an adorable, lovable, and quite obviously misnamed dog.
Look at him. Does he look like he would want to throw a knockout punch? Even if he could?

The woman lives and works in Madrid. But every year for holiday, she flies her Dad and Mom home from Panama for a month so that her Dad can reconnect with his hometown of Noia. It seems he left Noia as a young sailor in the early 1950s, traveled to Panama, met and fell in love with her mother, and never came back.