It was around 15:00 here
I still lived at my parents' place, they were in Madrid for the day, my father attended a meeting there with personnel from 25 or 30 foreign embassies and my mother went with him because she was worried about him driving with some recent eye surgery.
So I had lunch with my girlfriend and my brother, and after we finished my brother had some music channel on and didn't want to switch, but he got a phonecall and we got the midday news starting with the black fumes around the first tower, they still were reporting a "small plane accident". Then the second plane crashed and the commentator just had to let scape a swear word...
I called my brother to hang the phone and come, and told my girlfriend to remember what she was doing right then, because she would be asked about it in the next years.
My parents called ten minutes later, and said that there had been a mobile phone beep storm at the meeting and everyone had gone back to their embassy, so they were coming back home.
We had to go back to work, but didn't do much there, just watched TV.
My girlfriend lived alone and felt pretty uneasy, so she stayed with us that night.