On this quaint island called Little Corn (amazingly right next to Big Corn), there are two sides of the proverbial coin. On one side is an elegant resort with beautiful little villas on the small sandy beach, and scrumptious food. On the other side, a short 20 min walk through the mango trees (27 varieties I’m told by the General Manager) and baseball field lies the real Little Corn. Small streets, with yoga studios and Airbnbs, local kids running up the walks chasing chickens, and of course school right on the beach. People from both sides cross frequently, backpackers staying on the cheap come over to enjoy the sand, and resort folk headed over to the village for some local eats and cold beer.