At last, the robe is made. A friend and I spent the night at Wat Bpa Darabhirom with the tailor, helping to wash and dye it. Putting it on for the first time was a challenge - it really is big, bigger than any robe he'd seen, and he's a forest monk. But, once on, it felt both secure and comfortable, not even too warm in the hot afternoon weather.
Robe-making is quite an art, though not as difficult as I'd have thought. The difficulty in this case, as the tailor said, was in the cloth, as thick as the wall of an army tent; as the sewing requires making folds in the robe up to four layers thick. Once we finished, he swore he would never make a robe so thick again. So, I've a one-of-a-kind item, it seems. Bring on the forest!