answer:I flew to Sweden in August. I was escorted at every arrival and departure by an attendant with a wheel chair. At one stop over, the plane was delayed, causing a connection to have to be changed, but it all worked out in the end. The flights were broken up in two nearly even stretches, with a short hop from Norway to Sweden and back. It was as relatively pleasant as possible. I am only 5’1” and had no seat mate on four of the six planes. I took my own food on board. The people on one stretch were envious of my pizza.