On Sunday morning, as I lay in my bed, I started to uncontrollably tremble. It wouldn’t stop. Was this the beginning of a heartattack? Was it some kind of epilepsy? No, I realized my bed was shaking-the bottles on my table were rolling about-my floor fan was doing the watusi!
My building was shaking! I’m on the twentieth floor of a building whose apartments are dual-level and the who;e fricking apartment is shaking. Was the building falling? I didn’t here any explosion. Earthquake! It must be an earthquake! Is kilauea erupting?! Being naked, I jump up and quickly pull on the same stale clothes I was wearing the day before. Can’t run outside without any clothes on. (BTW, no one sees me trip as I try to put my leg through the pants pocket) The lights go out. Things go deathly quiet.
I see my roommate has gotten up. He jokes, “Did you think you’re gonna die?” Smile disappears as second earthquake hits. We go downstairs to the living room. It seems he too dressed quickly too, I realize, as I see him pull his underwear out of his pants leg.
So there we were. Sitting in the dark on our lanai. It would have been brighter, but the automated awning was down and without power, it just wasn’t going up.
Shall we sit tight or shall we go? I try to leave.
Rats!! It begins to storm heavily. Back to the apartment.
I try to leave again.
Rats!! the elevator does work. Back to the apartment.
I try to leave one more time.
Rats!! the lights in the stairway don’t work. Twenty flights of stairs down! No way! Back to the apartment.
So we try to find a working radio. Who the hell has a pocket radio anymore. Or a portable cassette radio. Hey! we have an old one in the closet but it has no batteries. We have several walkmen.We find it hard to talk to each other while listening on headphones. All radio stations are dead. AM and FM. I fing the walkman that receives WEATHER/TV. TV stations are dead and the weather channel just tells us that there was two earthquakes on the Big Island of Hawaii. As we finally find a station that was broadcasting, We find out all the islands have lost there power. Wow!!!
I then realize my computer has a battery backup as I hear it softly beeping. I take my beeping backup dowstairs and plug my old cassette radio in and voila! a radio we can all hear. Meanwhile, we hear that the power company is working to restore the power but it will take sometime. Fifteen hours later, the power comes on.
So imagine, we sat in the dark all day because the skies were dark and cloudy. No power no water. No water? Yes no water. Being on the twentieth floor means water is electrically pumped up. So no water. I’d say we had nothing to eat too but we had plenty of junk food but no food food without cooking or reheating in the microwave. We basically slept all day. The balmy breezes ceased and all we did was become comatose in the hot muddy weather. 
So how was your day? 
Your listed location puts you at the Honolulu airport. Do you mean you felt the tremors in Oahu? Or are you in Hilo?