I love bad weather and usually dress for it and go out into it.
When I lived by the beach I would always go down to see the huge waves and feel the energy. I have to admit that it drove my ex crazy sometimes but she didn't have to go.
The one day that stands out most in my mind actually wasn't too bad as far as wind and such but we had 90' waves (no that is not a typo). They shook the ground so hard!
I went down to the bluff overlooking the beach and it was astounding.
Unfortunately it was also very destructive but the next day I drug the ex down to what was left of the pier and out to the furthest restaurant that survived.
The waves started building again while we ate lunch and you could feel the place rising and falling a bit. About 2 hours after we left the entire pier collapsed.
I was in Sanya when they claimed that the biggest typhoon in decades was coming. It was such a let down when nothing happened. However I am thinking about moving to the Philippines next year.