In 1915, my Grandmother sailed on The St. Paul from New York to Liverpool and thence traveled to London to marry my grandfather. He was an American but worked in London for awhile and had gone over on the Lusitania in December of 1914.
Recently I reread Grandma's diary. Almost every night they went to plays, seeing Sarah Bernhardt, the movies to see Charlie Chaplin and Mary Pickford, or they played cards.
Almost every morning they ate breakfast "at the same old place" which was Lyons Corner House. Often dinner was at Pratties or Simpson's. They lived at the Savoy Hotel.
A few quotes:
"... taking a ride in Henry, I drove for awhile, I love to drive but George gets so impatient with me..."
"To wake up in Cheltenham on a beautiful morning is swell. We had breakfast at the Hotel and after I went all over the place. I spent the day in the stores and looking around the pretty little place."
"...out to Islington to buy a knock a bout hat..."
"...coming home we were held up by a centry, at the point of a bayonet, for our lights and told to put them out."
They returned to New York mid-1916. "...then went to the American embassy for an emergensy passport..." Spelling errors are my grandmother's. the pink in top photo are just stick it markers I inserted.