I don’t believe that for a moment. Juliet was spoiled by the nurse. Romeo would have gotten tired

I would say the least romantic city I have ever visited was Vegas in spite of the many weddings because the atmosphere is more like a freak show and all the indoor/outdoor car rental search porn and mating makes you want to chain your partner to the bed and not in a fun S M way either.  You just want to keep him/her from having naked people descend on the room to start raiding the mini bar and making those constant porn movies they're trying car rental search to sell you come true. It's neon and over the top and for single people who liked Hangover .
But back to Los Angeles.  I would put it very low on romantic cities.  San Francisco is romantic, New York definitely, Boston has its charms though I've never had a romantic moment there.  Solid moments but no romantic moments.  Los Angeles doesn't measure up.  I don't have a single car rental search restaurant I can afford to go to that's romantic,  (okay, maybe one tiny sushi bar?) a beach that's clean enough to walk on that's romantic and doesn't require car rental search a long freeway drive to get to, there are no streets to amble down, no one ambles, we stride.  The most romantic place I can think of is Descanso Gardens and I've never had a romantic moment there either, it's a place I took my kids growing car rental search up.
My students would probably point out that LA has quite a clubbing scene and that life gets very romantic when you are out getting your freak on out on that dance floor.  Let's face it kids, my clubbing days are past, but I'll take your word for it.
Some of the really romantic things you can do in Los Angeles cost a fortune.  Helicopter rides. Joining the mile high club.  (If you have to ask what this is, don't join.)  Chartering a sailboat to sail to Catalina.   Going to Bacara which is a fancy hotel in Santa Barbara.  Going to the W or the Downtown Standard.
Although car rental search I don't find Los Angeles a romantic city, I think if you are romantic, you can have a romantic life anywhere.  I was never sure whether I was romantic or not, I mean I like the idea of love, but I realize now that I'm a realist, not a romantic.  I remember early in my marriage to my ex when I went by to see him on set; it was a Victoria Secret model shoot on a water slide.  The crew was watching the girls go down the slide.  "Hmm," I thought, "here in Los Angeles, this whole marriage thing may be a bit on the chancy side," and then she hit the pool and the water droplets splashed up so perfectly; they hung in the air like rain and water were things you could ask for instead of a thing like love, which is a thing that can be taken away, or find you never had, or throw out the window with your many tramplings and your much neglect.
When I think of people who are "romantic," I usually think of men and women who live believing their spouses could never cheat on them, who surround themselves car rental search with flowers and beautiful things, and who like to believe that if Romeo and Juliet had survived they would have been happy forever.
I don't believe that for a moment.  Juliet was spoiled by the nurse.  Romeo would have gotten tired of having to tell her how beautiful she was every second.  Enough is enough.  Look in the mirror. Now stop looking in the mirror!
They both would have hated their in-laws and fights over one set of in-laws have spoiled a marriage so imagine two sets.  Juliet would always be crying for the nurse to dress her hair and put on her clothes, and Romeo would notice what a baby she was.
If I were going to do one romantic thing in Los Angeles, it would be going to the Philharmonic to hear Dudamel.  But, we had to give up our season tickets that Mark had held for twenty years when the Phil moved to Disney Hall; we had been going to the Chandler and the Bowl, they did offer to let us subscribe at nearly triple our rate to the very worst seats in the house.  We declined.
But, if I were going to do something romantic—Dudamel at Disney Hall, I could be in the Terrace seats, it would be grand.  I would hear the music filling me exactly like light, like water, like love.