A few days ago, returning home on the AP-7, we were stopped by long queues before we drove through a police checkpoint a vehicle at a time. The checkpoint's aim, I imagine, was to find out people who were travelling with those other than their cohabitation bubble. In a pandemic situation everything is very strange, but I felt very uncomfortable, and I thought that the concept of cohabitation bubble was retro and that it doesn't respond to today's personal relationships and families.