I spent Ramadan in Bursa, Turkey a few years ago. Every morning just before dawn men walked up and down the streets outside our flat beating drums and sometimes there were fireworks going off also, but I can't remember now if that was a daily occurrence or just marking the end of Ramadan. Think it happened a few times, actually.

My husband nearly went berserk! (he sleeps really lightly and has trouble getting to sleep at the best of times!) :D

I used to go and watch it all from the window.

Those drums really resounded off the mountain behind us lol