Ah, Ivan. I was living on GCM, East End, when Ivan hit. Going through the hurricane wasn't too bad. Luckily we were on a small hill in a beach house that held up fairly well, with only one unexpected incident which we dealt with. It was afterwards that wasn't pleasant: no power for months, the nasty smell afterwards, limited access to the grocery stores, limited ability to drive around for the first couple of weeks, sand drifts all over the roads as well as boats all over the place on land, tore up roads (on one section the road was blocked by an apartment building so we drove on the complex's foundation to get around), and of course looting. The two boats we had in the canals ended up in someone's yard, which is what happened to all the boats in the canals. There was a huge boat on top of cars in the Hyatt parking lot (sadly I lost the picture of it) that was across the street from the beach. To my recollection all of the docks were destroyed during the storm.
It was a mess for quite a while. I stayed till the end of the year. Most of the work was clean up and rebuild. The dive operator I was with, Ocean Frontiers, opened up on Thanksgiving weekend with limited customers. It was rather nice when the British Navy came in with food and portable showers for us in the east end. The ironic part was I had an island junker for a car and it was the only one, out of all the dive staff, that survived the storm. Sometimes the hood would fly up when driving and I had to put water in the radiator every time I drove into town and back.
When I was in NC last week, just before the storm, I told my family going through a hurricane isn't too bad, so long as they are away from the surge, falling trees, or flying debris. It is afterwards that is not fun; quite unpleasant and frustrating to say the least.