I woke up in the middle of the night, listening intently for the subtle sound that had grasped me from my sleep with an invisible, yet very firm grip. Drip…drip… And with each drip, a tiny splash erupting from the puddle on my sleeping bag and landing on my face. I was soaking wet. I groped for the flashlight and turned it on, illuminating my frosted breath in the black night. Everyone else in the tent was asleep, and dry. I shuffled to another spot, and shivered while listening to the now splashless drip that was quickly soaking the blanket I had placed under it. Finally, I decided to try to fix the rain fly. Unzipping the flap I was shocked that it wasn’t rain, but snow that was causing the problem! It was four inches deep, and so heavy that the tent was sagging, and obviously, dripping. I shook the snow off and decided I’d be happier in the back of my Jeep.
Yes, a freak blizzard at the beginning of June! Okay, okay, maybe not so freak considering the 10,000-foot elevation I was camping at, but still…it makes a great movie comparison!
The Day After Tomorrow
Dennis Quaid, Jake Gyllenhaal. Rated PG-13 for intense situations of peril. 2004, Adventure/Natural Disaster. Cin’s Critique: 
A climatologist tries to save his son after the world is thrown into the next ice age as a result of global warming and the greenhouse effect. This is a big-budget film with lots of special effects that are fun to watch, such as freak blizzards, tornadoes, lightning storms, and floods. The story kind of drags, but I’d say it was worth watching once.