People generally freak out when I tell them that I street park my car in Georgetown. It goes something like this, "Oh my god blah blah blah how do you blah blah blah awful blah blah blah weekends." Surprisingly, even living below Wisconsin I rarely have trouble finding Zone 2 parking more than a few blocks from my house.
Part of the reason I don't have trouble parking is that I drive the shortest car currently available for purchase in the US and am a parallel parking NINJA. Exhibit A is not the tightest job I've ever pulled off - but is indicative of the kind of spots I'm able to finagle while asshats in SUVs are circling the block.
The only downside to this is that my car size to spot size barometer has become horribly warped. I'm contantly encouraing my friends who drive compact cars (like Civics, etc.) to try to wedge into spots that would be tight for a Vespa. Whoopsie.