It’s a long, long way In the movies it always looks no more difficult than taking your chiwuawua to the park. Except, when you are walking on El Camino de Santiago, you do not wake up at midday, you are not as fresh as a rose, chances are that you took the last shower two days ago, and instead of a chiwuawua you enjoy the lovely company of some sheperd dog particularly inspired to do their own job. The typical scenario involves waking up when it is still dark outside, gulp the breakfast that (hopefully) you have prepared the day before and hit the road before everybody else, so that…