Losing lunch in Bariloche

So my 19 hour bus ride out of Buenos Aires was pretty lujo, fully reclining seats and foot rests that pop up so you can lay completely horizontal, plus wine, champagne and steak dinner. They`re called Super-cama (super bed) and, although it costs a bit more, I figured I should at least try them once before I go. My first couple of days in Bariloche were nice its a real pretty place, lakes, mountians and great views. It was a little less than clear because it had been hit by the clouds of ash from the eruption of Chaiten in Chile a few days before I got there (ash was on everything) but beautiful nonetheless. I even somehow managed to meet some people who were nice enough that after knowing me for only a day to go get an icecream cake, throw in some candles, and sing me happy birthday on the 11th (I got into the how old are you game with the woman that worked there and it slipped out, of course she then proceded to tell everyone else there) . But unfortunately the next 24 hours were spent bowing to the porcelain god trying to keep my head from exploding. A few other people in the hostel had gotten it and they were kind enough to pass it on to me. The following day was spent in front of the television with absolutely no energy. The next I did manage to get in a very easy 2 or 3 hour hike but was still pretty shaky, and the following is was pissing down rain. Apparently it rains for about a full month and a half in Bariloche befor the snow comes and once it starts it doesn`t stop. So that was is it for me and Bariloche. I was gone the next day. Apparently the 7 lakes road passes, obviously, 7 different lakes that apparently with clear calm weather perfectly reflect everything around them. I was even considering covering it on a nice long bike ride but the illness and then rain made it was just about impossible.