They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil but not a lot east of Monticello, MS.

Keith didn't get much sleep at the Pleasure Point but sadly that was due to the return of the Louisiana lurgi. Refusing attempts to reorganise the schedule he took a day off in the car while Chris rode east into the fog alone. It was a simple route today, all on the gently undulating highway 84. Surface was smooth but no hard shoulder so I was glad that the truck drivers all gave me a wide berth. Apart from one town called Laurels it was like 98 miles of the A46 from Alcester to Evesham but without the excitement of traffic islands.
I'd got in my mind I'd have a coffee (well a flavoured cappuccino hopefully) after 20 miles but there was nowhere until nearly halfway. After about 40 miles I thought I might be having hallucinations, seeing coffee in place names. I had to take a picture to show I wasn't imagining it.
At least the lack of coffee stops let me concentrate on the fastest stage yet. 98.5 miles in just 5 hours 16 minutes in the saddle at an average of 18.7 mph.

Alas it's just the name of a settlement. No drinks on offer for a while yet. 

20fl oz of cake flavoured cappuccino for about a quid. Perfect cycling fuel. 

If you aren't at retirement age when you enter you will be before you find your way out!

A large and confusingly laid out town astride the route. 

Chickasawhay River just before Waynesboro, MS where the ride ends today.